A/N: The following is just hardcore smut. Please feel free to skip it. Also please heed the warnings. If there is anything that makes you uncomfortable, you don't have to read it.

Content warnings: dom/sub relationship, bdsm, degradation, dumbification, choking, slapping, spanking, orgasm denial, ruined orgasms, plus the usual smut stuff.

Reminder: Always, always, always discuss with your partner before engaging in activities. Establish safe words and signals. Don't be afraid to set hard limits. If your partner can't respect those, they don't deserve to be your partner.

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"Mmm, I'm filthy Jake," I tried to push him off to stop him from kissing my neck any further.

"And I plan to make you filthier," he whispered in my ear. "But if you're that concerned about a little sweat..."

Jake reached over and grabbed the liquid soap to lather up his hands. He then began to massage my breasts with his soapy hands while grinding his hips against mine. I moaned softly, which turned to a sharp gasp when he pinched and pulled my nipples.

"Jake!" I exclaimed.

"Shh, you're mine now," he hushed in my ear. "I already had to delay things enough today."

Jake's right hand drifted down and gently started rubbing my clit while his left hand went back to massaging my breast roughly. I leaned my head back and turned to look at him. He took the opportunity to kiss me deeply. His left hand squeezed my breast as two of his right fingers pushed into my entrance and he started finger fucking me.

"Jake," I moaned. "That feels so good."

"All nice and clean now?" he teased.

I nodded and Jake reached over to turn off the water. He stepped out of the shower first, then grabbed my arm and pulled me out. I nearly tripped getting out, but he caught me and lifted me up to plop me down on the bathroom vanity. He pushed me back so my back was leaning against the mirror while he knelt down in front of me. His hands pushed my legs apart and his fingers spread my slit wide open for his tongue to assault my entrance. I cursed loudly and sought something to hold onto. One hand grabbed the faucet while the other grabbed the back of Jake's head. His tongue wiggled and writhed around my entrance before pushing in and tongue fucking me hungrily.

"Mmmh, I can't hold it," I bit my lip.

"Cum for me," Jake commanded as he shoved his fingers into me again.

He teased and tortured my g-spot while rolling his tongue over my clit. I could not hold out any longer and came all over his face. I could feel him sucking and slurping my mess up until I was clean again. When he stood back up to kiss me, he pushed his tongue into my mouth so I could taste myself.

He pulled away and grinned, "You taste so fucking good. I could eat you out all night."

Jake pulled me off vanity and down to my knees in front of his and his erection. I opened my mouth just in time for him to shove his cock into my mouth and start fucking my face.

"Look at me," he growled as he pushed my head back. "I was to see your pretty eyes as I defile you."

It wasn't like I could protest. I held my jaw open for him to use my mouth as he wished. He spat on my face. His spit landed across my nose and cheek. He started to rub it into my skin with his thumb. I pulled off his cock for a moment to suck his thumb clean. Jake sucked his teeth and grabbed the back of my head to force lips back around his dick. Looking back up at him as I sucked him off, I noticed his eyes growing darker by the second.

With every thrust into my mouth, Jake pushed deeper in. Eventually he pushed his entire length in and down the back of my throat, holding it there. I tried to hold back the gag reflex, but it was too much. Jake wouldn't let up though; he just kept staring at me even as my eyes started to tear. He gave it another moment before he finally let up and let me recover. While I was still feeling delirious though, Jake forced his cock back into my mouth and held my head with both hands as he fucked my mouth roughly.

"Look at me!" he yelled.

With half lidded eyes, I looked back up at Jake. His expression was sadistic now. I was at his complete mercy and we both knew it. After another deep thrust down my throat had me gagging again, Jake pulled out. He lifted me to my feet and helped me into the carpeted bedroom.

Our hoodies had been laid across the floor to soften the carpet. I stood in front of them while Jake rummaged in his backpack briefly behind me. I glanced over my shoulder to see what he was doing, but he took it as an opportunity to grab my jaw and kiss my lips heatedly. Then while I was distracted, he manipulated my arms to being pinned behind my back, fingertips to elbows, and zip tied each wrist to the opposite forearm.

"When?" I gasped.

"I bought them while you were too busy watching that stupid TV," he snickered. "Normally I would prefer something more elegant, but this will have to do for today."

I shifted uncomfortably as he walked around me. He slapped at my breasts and my ass as he went around in circles, causing me to gasp and moan.

"You are so needy," he mocked. "You want my cock that badly?"

"Please, Jake, make me yours," I mumbled.

He slapped my ass hard, "You're already mine, you slut. My. Dirty. Little. Slut. You are my perfect plaything to ruin and defile as I see fit."

Jake reached into his backpack beside the wall and pulled out a red permanent marker. Another convenience store purchase while I was distracted.

"Since you seem to have forgotten, let this remind you," he said as he drew a red eye in the middle of my chest over my heart.

I threw my head back at my need was far too great, "Fuck me, Jake."

"Please fuck me," he corrected in my ear. He slapped my clit as punishment.

I yelped, then repeated, "Please fuck me."

He came up from behind me and pressed his head against mine, "Good girl, but what if I don't want to? Not yet at least."

Jake's arms reached around, spread my groin open with his left hand and started mercilessly rubbing my clit with his right. I cried out as my legs grew weak. I had to lean back against Jake for stability as I didn't have use of my arms.

"Mmmh, that's a good girl. No more thinking for you. Let me do that for you. Toys don't think," he whispered in my ear. "And like a good toy, you won't cum until you're told to."

"Please!" I begged.

"You'll have to try harder than that," he sneered and slapped my clit.

I yelped again, "Please, Jake, let me cum!'

"No," he rejected me.

Jake started fingering me hard. I twisted around in torture at holding back my orgasm until I just couldn't anymore. However, as soon as I started, Jake stopped and pulled his hand away to ruin my orgasm, then spanked my pussy.

"Naughty girl!" he chastised in my ear. "You thought you could sneak one out on me?"

"No," I trembled. "I couldn't hold it anymore."

"Is that the extent of your endurance? Oh, MC, you need to be properly trained," he groaned. "Don't worry, I'll gladly take the time to train you. I'll turn you into a wet, drooling, needy mess for just one thing. Me."

I moaned loudly and Jake moved his left hand to push his middle and ring fingers into my mouth. I sucked on them while he returned to finger banging me until I started cumming again. Then he repeatedly slapped my cunt to ruin the orgasm. He began the process over and over until I still came even when he slapped my cunt.

"You dirty, little whore," he grinned. "You look so beautiful when you're so wet and needy for me. My dirty, little whore."

His knees hit into the back of my knees to force me down to the floor on them, then he pushed me over so my face fell onto the hoodies. He gripped my hips to manhandle me to the perfect angle for him to rail into from behind. His hands then spread my entrance open wide so he could shove his length into me with one forceful push. I cried out at suddenly being filled by him. He gave me just a moment to stretch and adjust to his size before he started pounding into me.

As Jake fucked me, one of his hands moved to hold my arms for leverage. His other hand slid underneath my shoulders to pull me up off the floor. Once I was up, he readjusted to hold me by my throat. I was concerned at first of course, but his grip was gentle.

Faster and harder he thrusted in and out. He angled his cock so it rubbed against my g-spot with every push and pull. It was absolutely mind blowing. I came and came again without a break in between. My mind became absolute mush. I couldn't think, I could only feel and I felt amazing. So much so I didn't even notice his grip on my throat squeezing tighter and tighter until I couldn't speak.

With my arms restrained behind me I couldn't even express my panic to him. Jake just kept ramming into me as hard as he could while I struggled to even focus. The world around me was becoming dark from the lack of oxygen. All I could concentrate on was the feeling of Jake splitting me in two and how good it felt. My eyes rolled back in my head and I no longer cared what happened to me.

Suddenly Jake released my throat and I came hard on him. He cursed loudly and bit into my shoulder as he pumped his entire load deep into me, making sure I milked him dry. Meanwhile he licked and kissed the bite on my shoulder to ease its sting, then pulled me close against him as we waited for our heart rates to settle back down.

"Good job, MC," he whispered in my ear. "I'm going to cut your ties now, ok? Try to keep still."

Jake lowered me carefully to the ground, then went over and fumbled with his bag to find his pocket knife. After a little bit of waiting, I could feel the cool metal on my skin as he cut the zip ties. With one hand he held my wrists gently while he tossed the pocket knife aside. Then he took a wrist in each hand and brought them up one at a time to his mouth to give love to my skin bruised from the restraints.

"You did so well for me," he mumbled between kisses.

I thought back to his hand choking me and how powerless I was to stop him. Tucking my head down, I started to cry. Jake hushed me and gently tried to get me to turn over to face him. When I refused to turn, he pushed me over onto my back forcefully to look at him.

"Did I scare you?" he asked with honest concern. I couldn't speak to him, I could only nod while avoiding eye contact. "You didn't use your safe word and your body responded so positively..."

"What if you- what if you had another episode?" my voice shook.

"This wasn't like the other day," he insisted. "I was in full control, ok? But that's not what's bothering you, is it? Both you and I know how much you enjoyed it and perhaps that's what scares you."

I turned back to glare at him, "No, you're wrong!"

"No, MC, I'm not. Don't lie to yourself. You enjoyed the loss of power, the control I had over you, even if you mistakenly believed I was going to kill you. Or maybe, that's what turned you on the most, the thought of me holding your delicate life in my hands," his eyes looked right through me. "Maybe what scares you is how much of a masochist you actually are."

"I am not!" I yelled.

"It's ok, your secret is safe with me," he smirked. "Trust me."

"Trust you!? You shouldn't have even done it in the first place!" I exclaimed.

Jake put his hand to my throat again and started squeezing, "This is me dominating you. Just one hand, not enough pressure to cut off supply fully." Jake suddenly shifted to bring his other hand up to my throat as well and squeezed harder, but still not as hard as the other day. "This is me trying to kill you. Big difference."

He immediately relaxed both hands and leant over to kiss me deeply as if to apologise for doing it again. I tried to resist him out of spite, but the sexual energy between us was still far too great. I was absolutely sickened by myself for giving into him. One hand started to slowly squeeze again as his tongue dominated my mouth. I could've fought him off, but I didn't. I knew what he was doing, he was trying to desensitise me to choking me for play.

"Do you even notice your hips begging me for me?" he pointed out. He wasn't wrong, my hips were rutting. "You like it, MC."

"What are you doing to me?" I shook with disgust at myself.

He leant down to the side of my head and whispered in my ear, "Corrupting you. Tell me to stop and I will."

I closed my eyes and sold my soul to the devil, "Do it."

"Couldn't quite hear you. Speak up," he hovered his face directly above mine.

I opened my eyes again and looked straight into his eyes, "Corrupt me."

Jake grinned sadistically, "Not all at once, my pet. You've endured enough for now." Jake stood up, then helped me to my feet, "Let's get you properly showered."

Jake helped me back to the bathroom and into the shower. He lathered his hands up and insisted on washing me from head to toe himself, which he did with such meticulous care. After he finished with me, I had to push to get him to let me return the favour. I barely had him clean before Jake started making out with me under the shower head. If it wasn't for the hot water heater running out of hot water, we probably would have been there kissing all night.