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You're A Spoiled Brat (Step Dad! Jumin Han x Spoiled! Step Daughter! Reader)

❉Fandom: Mystic Messenger

❉Summary: You wanted to throw a party but your new stepdad wouldn't let you. You were going to have that party, one way or another and Jumin will punish you, one way or another.

❉warnings: Step-cest. Daddy Kink, Spanking, dirty talking, humping, fingering, 18+ content, cheating, age-gap.

❉Rated: 18+

❉Words: 3,507

❉Admin Harmony: Did I just write a whole ass story about Jumin as a stepdad punishing his stepdaughter? Yeah, I did, and do I kind of feel ashamed? A little bit but you know what? I write what I want on here and I have no regrets. So if you like this stuff then enjoy it!

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You weren't the slightest bit happy when you found out that your mom was dating Jumin Han. You never thought in your life she would ever find someone who she adores completely. It wasn't like you completely loathed him, there was no reason why you should, in fact, you couldn’t completely deny the fact that Jumin was very attractive and responsible. Your mom’s side of the family owned a business that partnered with Jumin’s company over the past few years, which was how your mom and he have met. There was still something about him you just didn't quite like about him, he tried to act like he was your dad even though he isn't your dad and will never be one to you. Was it because your real dad passed away? Or have you grown all the way up to where you think you don't need any father figure in your life? It could be both, all it really mattered was that your mom was happy with being with him and that's it. Your mom was the type of person who was very down to earth, sweet, and kind to everyone, some people would even describe her as being too nice, especially to all the people that she loved most which would include you. Your mom was considered a pushover which would be the prime reason why you were so spoiled. She would give you everything and anything with a drop of a hat. New car, fancy jewelry, accessories, anything your heart desires and you enjoyed it, you love getting nice, new, shiny things and throwing extravagant parties with all of your rich friends. But ever since your mom married Jumin everything had been more complicated.

"No." Jumin plainly said, continuing to read his newspaper not caring about anything else you had to say. You couldn't believe it, Jumin actually said no to you no one has ever done that before."Yeah, you're joking, you have to be joking!" You screamed at him, Jumin shook his head, his face stern and unforgiving. "No, I am not. You are not throwing a party at the penthouse.”

"You mean to tell me you are can go and buy a 30 million dollar gold and diamond crusted collar for your stupid cat but I can't throw a small get-together with all of my friends?" You can see his eye twitched with slight annoyance; he had always hated it when you called Elizabeth the Third a stupid cat.

"I am allowed to buy whatever I want for Elizabeth the Third because It’s my money, Besides, I know when you say a ‘small get together' you mean throwing a huge party. I am teaching you how to be a humble and thoughtful young lady, due to the fact that you are acting like a rude, spoilt brat, you were clearly never taught that." You have got to be kidding...

"What gives you the right to tell me what not to do? You're not my real dad so I don't have to listen to you and I won't ever will." You rolled your eyes at him, turning your heel to exit the room.

"We are not finished with this conversation young lady, get back here, right now," Jumin said sternly clearly not pleased. "No! Go bother that stupid cat of yours and leave me alone!" You yelled at him, storming off in anger.

Ever since then, whenever you wanted something, you would ask your mom instead of Jumin, and she would give it to you until you were caught by him.

“What is this about a party you are planning on throwing?” You smirked at him, before innocently explaining to him, “Oh! Since you said no about having a party, I just asked mom. She can spend her money however she wants on me and if that is spending money on me and my party then she has the right to do so." Jumin sighed, before stating, “It doesn’t matter, you went behind my back and talked to your mom about having that party. You know how...thoughtful she can really be. You shouldn’t have done that.” You simply shrugged before stating, “Yeah, well, now I get to have a party. Now if you excuse me, I have to plan my party whether you like it or not~.” Before you gave him a chance to react, you left the room, feeling like you won the battle.

That was until your mom gave you your very first no.

"Mom, you're joking!"

She shook her head, "I'm sorry sweetie but me and your dad talked and I have decided that you shouldn’t have the party.”

“But you promised that I get to have it!”

“I know I did but It is time for you to become more responsible. From now on if you want something, you will have to get a job and pay for it first. You're starting college this fall, surely you can get a job for the summer and save up money before attending college.”

"No no no this can’t be happening! You always ignored dad when he says crazy things to you before. Now that you are married to that asshole, the way that I feel means nothing to you!" Your mom crossed her arms, she was not taking any of this anymore. "Your real dad was a drunk, abusive, selfish dickwad. Jumin is a smart, sophisticated, caring man and he is only looking after you and frankly, I agree. You are spoiled, selfish and you need a reality check. The answer is no and that's final." She turned her heel leaving you standing there, alone. You had no idea how to express your anger.

This was all his fault.

A few days later your mom and Jumin both had to leave for a business trip, leaving you alone in the penthouse to watch Elizabeth the Third. You were still angry that Jumin had somehow convinced your mom to betray you, you had to get revenge and what way to get revenge than to throw that little get-together they told you not to anyways. You did just that, you used your "emergency card" to buy everything for the party and took all of the alcohol that Jumin had collected throwing them on the island of the kitchen along with fancy snacks. You even bribed the guards to leave early for the day. You texted all your friends about the party, and they spread the word about the party. too. You grinned to yourself, excited for what's to come next.

Throughout the night Jumin had received several notifications on his phone about you spending money on the emergency card, at first, he was too busy to really care about it, but that changed when he went on Twitter and saw pictures of you and your friends at a party. He scrolled through countless pictures of you kissing various different people on the lips, drinking loads of alcohol, and just having the time of your life. Jumin’s anger rose, his hands clenching the phone that he had. He exited twitter, immediately calling you at once. It took several rings until you picked up. He could clearly hear loud background music and voices full of people singing and yelling.

"y/n. What are doing right now?” He asked calmly, trying not to let his anger get the best of him.

You stood there, heavily breathing for a bit, trying to form coherent words. “W-wht d’ya mean? I’m herrr!” You laughed out loud. You were clearly wasted and this made him even more annoyed.

"Are you having a party?" He asked, then a crash and a clear oops! could be heard from the background of the phone,

"wwwwhhhattt? Noooo! I’m fern! Heehehe.”

You were lucky that you couldn't see him right now but you could somewhat tell in his voice that he was pissed beyond belief. " Didn't I make to clear to you that there would be no parties while we were gone? And where is Elizabeth the third? If she is harmed in any way-"

"R-Relaxxxx dadddy! Eliz'Berth fiiinnneee! She’s... shit...somewhere? Fuck..."

" I'm coming home immediately and once I get back you will be in big trouble."

"ooh, I’m so scarreeeddd daddy! Pleaaassseeee don’t purnish me! I hate it when sexy, rich, older men pnish me! ~." You teased him, hanging up the phone immediately afterward. Jumin clenched his fists in anger, but there was a little part of him that was a bit flustered that you called him sexy. He called his pilot, requesting to leave this instance. It was a 24-hour flight, and with each hour he would be thinking of many different ways to punish you.

The next day after Everyone left, the whole apartment was a complete mess. Everything fragile was broken, food, decorations, and everything else were sprawled across the floor of the living room. It was a disaster but that was what you wanted, it made you feel something whenever you see Jumin angry, it was hard to really explain why all you know was It was fun seeing him like this. The only thing that you can really think of that sucked was the massive hangover that you had. So for the remainder of your time, you laid on your bed, exhausted.

Several hours later Jumin entered the penthouse, it was much worse than he thought. ‘Y/n!" You heard Jumin scream from all the way from the living room. You finally sobered up, so the effects of the hangover were way better than several hours before. Out of nowhere, the door slammed open to reveal Jumin himself with a clear look of frustration. He looked around the room, making his way directly towards Elizabeth the third, "Elizabeth, are you okay?' He crouched down making sure the cat was okay. You couldn't believe it; with all the mess you made the only thing he really cared about was the damn cat.

"Are you serious? After all, I did and you STILL ignored me and went straight to that stupid cat? You're obsessed with that thing!" He slowly turned to you; your body froze completely, you were scared but also a bit turned on by the look of anger on his face. He took Elizabeth, putting her back in her cage and placing it outside of your room. You watched him, in awe about how attached he was to that stupid cat. "Where do I even begin? You planned a party you weren't even allowed to have. You threw away your responsibilities into taking care of Elizabeth the third and now I have to spend even more money on cleaning the whole living room up. What else is there to say? You're nothing but a spoiled, irresponsible, annoying, little brat. So instead of getting the maids to clean up everything. You are going to clean up instead."

"No."

He went silent, his anger building up.

"...What did you say?"

"You heard me, Dad. I'm not cleaning up anything, what are you going to do about it?" You grinned, crossing your arms, waiting to see what he would do next. Before you knew it you were thrown onto your bed, face down, ass up. He then took his strong hands, dragging you so you could lay down on his lap.

"What the hell are you doing?!" You screeched, trying to wiggle your way out of his grasp and off of his lap. He took his arm, firmly holding your legs down so you could stay in place. "I'm giving you your punishment. You clearly never been punished properly before and now, I'm doing just that. " He flipped your skirt over revealing your plump tush and scantily clad panties. He gently grazed his fingers to further tease you right before sliding your panties down and smacking you firmly on your right cheek.

"Ow! That hurt, asshole!"

Jumin tutted, rubbing his hands over the same cheek. "It's a punishment for a reason. Now, you better count and no back talking or we will start over, understand?" "You're joking! You're not supposed to spank me! I'm eighteen and about to go to college you can't spank me like I'm a little girl!" He then spanked you on your left cheek, a bit harder this time. "Ow stop hitting me!"

"I'm just giving you the proper punishment. You're acting like a spoiled little brat and I am going to punish you just like one. You better not make another sound or else, Now count." Then, he began to spank you on your right cheek. You stayed silent for a bit, contemplating on saying anything. You knew he was a stern and stubborn man, there would be no use mouthing off to him at this point. "O-one..." you stuttered biting your lip. “Good girl but next time you better count in a timely manner.” He then continued to spank you, hitting each cheek harder until you counted to 20. By the end of it, both cheeks were very red and sore and You were a crying, sobbing mess by the end of it. You were too distracted to even notice the bulge that formed through Jumin's trousers. "Happy? Now leave me alone." You whined, still struggling to get out of Jumin's grip. "What makes you think we're finished? A few spankings and you think you're off the hook?" He gently rubbed your rosy cheeks, sliding his hands into your soaking wet cunt. You gasped, was he actually touching you down there? His touches were light but somehow, they affected you in a certain way. "You're such a slut, aren't you? You do know that those spankings were supposed to be punishment. Now you soaking wet for me." He used his pointer and middle finger to open both of your lips, inserting them inside of you, using them to explore your slick folds.

"J-jumin! A-aaahhhh~." You moaned out, biting your lip to try to conceal your moans. " You really are desperate for Daddy to finger you, aren't you? Say it." You shook your head, clenching your toes as he continued to finger you as much as he please, adding another one into you. "N-no I won't admit it! I hate you." All he could do his scoff. "If you hate me so much then why are you dripping wet for me? Is that why you wanted to act like such a brat for me? You wanted all of Daddy's attention to be focused on you?"

“N-no that’s not it! That can’t be it!” You protested, why in the hell would you even admit to saying such things to him? His fingers began to move at an agonizingly slow pace, barely touching your clit to further tease you. You began to whimper; you could clearly tell that he was doing it to coax you into admitting that you were attracted to him. You felt embarrassed and ashamed that he was treating you like this...but you couldn't help enjoy him teasing and pleasuring you just like this. "Y-you're right..." You mumbled to him, looking the other way to try to hide your blush. His movements slightly quickened, "What? Speak up for me. I couldn’t exactly hear you, sweetie." He said sternly, he wasn’t going to budge until he heard exactly what he wanted to hear. You let out an exasperated sigh before saying, "You're right. What else do you want? A fucking cookie-Ow!" You screamed midsentence as he randomly slapped your already bruised left cheek, hard. "Watch your tongue young lady, keep in mind, this is a punishment and you better follow my orders." You felt your cunt clenched around his fingers once he smacked you again, causing you to whine out in pleasure. "Yes, Daddy." You pouted before letting out another sigh. He lifted his hand from your wetness, making you cry out in desperation. "W-what, J-jumin please I-I want you! I-" "Shh." He stated sternly, letting go and placing you directly on his lap, now facing each other, only a few inches apart. "If You really want to come then you will have to hump my hand." He placed his soaked hand under you, laying it palm upward, no fingers or anything for you to get off from. “W-what, how am I supposed to come with just the palm of your hand? That's not fair!-Ah!" You felt a sudden harsh slap on your cheek as retaliation. " You will take what you can get, this is a punishment, and you will do as you are followed or you don't get anything at all." You couldn't believe this at all, you never would have thought that you would be getting off to the thought of humping Jumin’s hand like some sort of horny, desperate animal.

It was embarrassing, it was degrading but it was also pretty hot. “I-I'm sorry daddy I will do it!” You meekly comply, wrapping your hands around his neck as you begin to grind your soaking wet cunt against his hand. You begin to rock your hips in circular motions trying, to experiment with how to exactly get off from his smooth, soft hand. “That’s my girl, you look so gorgeous getting off like this. I bet you are enjoying this too.” He chuckled darkly, clearly enjoying the view of your breasts bouncing each time you grind against his hand. Your movements began to become more erratic and desperate, your moans revibrated all throughout your room as you fucked yourself against his hand. Your arousal began to leave vigorously from your cunt onto his hand, eventually dripping all the way down to the leg of his pants, causing a clear wet spot to form onto it. He gave you a sarcastic, dramatic sigh, before taking his other hand and spanking you again, which caused you to yelp. “You’re making such a mess. I never would have thought you would become this wet just by humping your dad’s hand. You enjoy it don’t you? You just love getting all of this attention from me.” He began to grind his hand against your cunt back, adding even more friction for you to get off of. You begin to whimper desperately, the erotic ache growing with each grind. Your fingers dug deep into his shoulders as you roughly fucked his palm, desperate to get any kind of friction you could get. You needed his fingers inside of you, you needed that stretch and most importantly you needed him.

"J-jumin, please! I need you!"

“What makes you think you deserve me to get you off completely? I was kind enough to let you get off with the palm of my hand which is making a complete mess. Shouldn’t you be grateful for my generosity? Don’t you think I should only finger good little girls? And what you did yesterday was the exact opposite.” He took his pointer finger, slightly entering you with it to further tease you. You began to pant, grinding hard against the tip of his finger, using all you can do to finish yourself off. You begin to sob, which made Jumin chuckle, "Now you're crying? I don’t think you have the right to cry and plead since you disobeyed me. Only good girls deserve to come don’t you think? Answer carefully.”

You were a complete mess, you felt like you were going to explode with frustration, you sobbed louder, "I know I don't deserve it...but I need it please Daddy! I’ll be good for you, I promise!” Jumin thought for a second, but he decided that he was still not satisfied with your answer.

"Apologize to me."

"I'm sorry for being a spoiled little brat, I promise I will be good for you Daddy!"

You sounded like you meant it, you were completely broken and that was what he wanted most from you. "I accept your apology." He inserted his fingers aside of you, causing you to moan out in pure pleasure. He began to finger fuck you, his fingers expertly dancing inside of you, causing you to instinctly grind against his fingers. You finally reached your peak, causing you to moan out in ecstasy as you rode out your orgasm all over his already messy hand. Several seconds later, your grinding dissipated along with Jumin's fingering. Afterward, you leaned your head onto his shoulder, panting in his ear. He gently laid you onto your bed, leaning over to whisper in your ear, " Rest up because in an hour, you are cleaning the living room."

You raised your head up stunned that he was still making you clean up after everything you two had been through.

“You’re joking, right? You mean to tell me you want me to clean the living room after-” He turned back to you, crossing his arms and glaring at you.

You bit tongue, not daring to say another word, “I-I mean...yes sir.”

For once you saw a genuine smile appear on his face, closing the door right behind him.

You sighed as you laid back down in your bed, you could never catch a break with that man.

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