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mwahgo · 3 days ago

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THE DEMON'S LITTLE PET

— Demon!Donquixote Doflamingo x Nun!Reader (One Piece)

[+18 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+]

: ̗̀➛ Summary: You were a religious nun, but when the demon of the night comes and visits, he wants you to be his little pet.

: ̗̀➛ Word Count: 3k words

: ̗̀➛ Content Tags: ‼️DUBCON‼️(read with caution), porn with little plot, wet dreams, powerplay, religious kink, church sex, P in V, fingering, cunnilingus, bondage (if you squint), breeding, unprotected sex, petnames (good pet, little pet, little lamb), false god

Mwahgo's Notes: Hello! I'm sorry for being gone for so long. Midterms took most of my time, but now I'm back with a really good fic i've been thinking about in a while. Hope everyone enjoys! 💗

The curtains flows under the cool breeze of the wind as it enters the bedroom. The cold gust of wind made you shiver as you pull up the blanket to your neck, covering yourself completely as you nuzzle back on your pillow. The night fell silent as you continue to sleep peacefully, your body shifted to lay on your back. Breathing slow, eyes closed—softly as your hands landed on your pillow, making you look like a dead body.

The peaceful night was interrupted when a tall figure sat on the window sill, his sunglasses shines menacingly under the moonlight and his grin was evil—malicious even. He hopped off the window sill and approached your sleeping figure. His walk felt powerful as he takes large steps towards you, his hands in his pockets. He looks down at you for a moment—admiring almost, as he chuckled to himself, “Look at you, sleeping like an angel,” He grinned, “.. But don’t worry, I’m here to ruin you, my little pet,” He said.

His large hand landed on your soft breast, making you whimper as he laughed at your reaction. He proceeds to pull the blanket down, exposing your long, night gown for his sinful eyes to see. He licked his lips as he pulled up the hem of your night gown, showing your legs and your cotton panties. He pulled even further, now showing your stomach and breasts. Your breathing slowly become erratic as you felt goosebumps on your body. The man smirked triumphantly, he watches as your nipples hardened under the cold wind before his fingers played with your nipples. You gasped softly as the figure leaned in and licked your neck—sucking on your sweet spot as you let out a soft whimper.

He continued his assault, his lips trailed down from your neck down to your chest. His eyes ate up the sight of your breasts before wrapping his lips around the hardened bud. Your back arched from the pleasure as your eyes fluttered open, “H-Huh?!” You gasped as you saw the man sucking on your breasts.

You suddenly jumped back as the man chuckled darkly, “W-Who are you?!” You cried as you covered your expose chest with your blanket.

He grinned, “Calm down, little pet. I’m Doflamingo,” He introduced.

You shuffled away from him—Doflamingo, a man in a red suit accompanied with a large, feathered, pink coat. His red sunglasses hung on the bridge of his nose, hiding whatever his eyes says.

“W-What are you doing here?” You asked carefully.

He chuckled, his grin, big and bright, “Do not worry, my little angel. I bare no harm, but.. I am here to show you what pleasure feels like,” He taunted.

You looked at him with wary, an unknown man entered in your bedroom and began groping your body alerted you. You are a virgin and would never allow a man just enter your room without knowing him, but it seems like a misunderstanding, “he didn’t mean no harm,” your thoughts said. You lowered your guard, relaxing your shoulder as you gave him permission to explore your body, “O-Okay..” You said, as Doflamingo smirked darkly.

His hands guided your body to lay down on the bed as he removed the blanket off you. With a snap of his fingers, his expensive red suit disappeared, revealing his chiseled abs and his hard cock. Your eyes widened with shock as you glanced on the size of his cock. Doflamingo was clearly two times taller than you, the size of his cock was almost at the size of your thigh made you nervous but he puts an reassuring hand on your cheek, soothing your worries on taking his monstrous cock.

“Good girl,” He purred as he positioned the tip of his cock at your wet entrance. You closed your eyes in anticipation and as he was about to penetrate you, your eyes shot open as you were met with the stoned ceiling.

A sharp gasp erupted from your throat as you quickly sat up from your bed, sweat dripping from your forehead as it runs down to your cheek. Your chest heaved for air as you blinked rapidly—fluttering back to reality. The dream felt real—too real, his touches almost caress on your skin and his voice was close to your ear. It was always the same dream, of the same man. He always visits you dead in the night, touches you in the most disgusting way as you allowed him to do so. You never felt disgusted in your life. As a nun, a servant of God, you have a pure soul and body and a mind of a child of the Lord Savior. Dreaming about an unwanted man, touching your precious parts was frowned upon in the church and you felt ashamed. You didn’t push him away, instead, you fell ill to his sexual advantages.

You knew you had to do something about this, you couldn’t let this pass on its own so mentally, you planned to visit the church’s confession box and atone to your nightmarish dream. You sighed in distress as you got off your bed to fix it, wincing in the process with the wet feeling between your legs.

After adjusting the bed and freshening up, you slipped in your clothes and arrived at the dining hall. The room was filled with small chattering between the nuns, along with the tiny clattering of the utensils hitting the plates. As you grabbed your plate of food, the older nuns scolded you for oversleeping as you gave a sheepish apology. Before you recite the prayer, your blood ran cold when you felt a heavy breathe on your neck, “Little pet,” A deep voice echoed behind your ear as you whipped your head around to see who it was.

Unfortunately, your eyes only met the wall—it was empty, no one was there, but you could’ve sworn to yourself you heard a man’s voice, his tone similar to the one in your dream. Doflamingo, could he come and paid you a visit in the House of God? Did he also come to haunt your peaceful morning?

You gulped nervously as someone called out for you, “(Y/N)? What are you looking at?” One of the nuns asked.

You turned back and all of them were looking at you with concern, “O-Oh uhm… N-Nothing..” You mumbled. They decided not to press on the issue, seeing that you were completely distressed as they continued their conversation about today’s morning mass.

The priest stood proudly on the podium as he delivers his Homily, the church was silent, soaking in the message of the priest. You sat in the front, along with the other nuns as you watched the priest talks about how his life as a servant of the Lord versus when he was younger—something along those lines.

You were paid attention as the Homily closes to an end but your eyes caught something behind the curtains. Glowing, red sunglasses that made your eyes widened in fear. Doflamingo stood behind the curtains, his smile—the same eerie smile you have seen in your dreams as he gave you a tauntful wave before disappearing in the darkness.

Your whole body is shaking in fear and anger, how dare—a devil like him, enter the church with a malicious intent? How dare he disturb you while being in the peace of the Lord? You pursed your lips together, avoiding to let out a scared whimper as you try to get him off your mind and focus back on the mass.

After the mass, people started exiting the church—a few stayed behind to greet the priest and the nuns and praising them for delivering a wonderful mass. You stood at the back, waiting for the priest to talking to them as you look around your environment, scared if Doflamingo might come back. You fidgeted with your fingers as the people left and you were left with servants of the Church.

You approached the priest with caution, “Father, if I-I may have your time for a confession?” You asked.

He looked at you with concern, “Okay, but give me some time to change clothes,” He smiled sympathetically, “How about you wait in the confession box, yeah?” He asked

You sighed, your heart heavy as you gave a nod. He left and you entered the confession box, waiting patiently for him. Each passing minute felt like an eternity as you started fidgeting with the rosary that hung on your skirt, wondering why the priest is taking long.

Finally, the door on the priest’s side opens and he steps in quietly. You hear the seat creaking—probably on how old it was as you kneeled on the kneeler and intertwined your hands together, “In the name of Father and of the Son, and the Holy Spirit,” You recited as you do the sign of the cross.

The priest only fell silent, which made you confused but you know you couldn’t question a man closest to God as you cleared your throat, “Forgive me, Father for I have sinned… My sins are..” You trailed off, “Well, I have been having this dream,” You gulped nervously.

The priest still stayed quiet, even after portraying the sense of anxiety, “… There’s this man that visits me, late at night. He feels very.. devilish, wide grin, red eyes,” You said, “And the way he touches me i-it’s… It does the most vile thing to me..” At this point, you felt like crying, “… His hands touches my.. m-my private parts and… I don’t know why I let him molest me like that. I know that’s not me, I would never b-but… I just don’t know what to do, Father..” You begged.

From the start to the end of the confession, the priest kept his silent nature as you cried on the other side. No reactions, side comments, complete silence which concerns you. Is he disgusted the you let the devil touch you, a child of God, in a sexual matter?

Suddenly, a guttural, mocking laugh came from the priest’s side as your heart dropped, it sounded awfully familiar, “It seems like you enjoyed the way how I touched you, little lamb,” His voice echoed with taunt.

Adrenaline rushed in your veins as you quickly ran out of the confession box, running to where your legs can take you but he was the devil, Doflamingo was able to catch up to you as he pinned your body to the ground, locking your hands above your head as he grinned evilly down at you, “Look at you, pathetic little bunny, running away from its owner,” He snarled.

You struggled in his hold, squirming your hands away from his tight grasp, “Y-You don’t own me, demon! Let me go!” You exclaimed.

He chuckled darkly at your attempt, “Now why would I? I have my pet right where I want her,” He said as he grips my wrist with one hand as the other slides down on your body, cupping your clothed pussy. You sucked in a moan, avoiding to let him know his effect on you. But this angered him as he gripped your face, his eyebrows furrowed in irritation, “Do not run away from me and act all innocent! I know you’re a whore beneath those holy clothing,” He laughed.

Your eyes welled with tears as his hands ripped your clothes open, your breasts spilling out of your broken bra. He grinned before continuing downwards, ripping your panties open, exposing your wet pussy, “See? Look at you, a slut pretending to worship the Lord,” He taunted. With a snap of his fingers, his clothes disappeared—just like how he did in your dreams.

You turned your head away, too helpless to push him off your body as he leaned down your ear, “You wanted this, right? You wanted to be touched like the fucking slut you are..” He whispered, “..Your body is yearning for my touch, so wet and desperate,” His hand cupped your pussy as his lips latched on your neck, “Just admit it, little pet, you wanted to be fucked by me,”

Maybe you do. Maybe, in reality, you are a slut. Just desperate for a man’s touch. Desperate to be fucked like a common whore. Maybe you do crave for sexual intimacy, being a virgin for so long made you ache for something exciting, something pleasurable and Doflamingo was here to willing give you every desire you wanted.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as he grinned triumphantly, “P-Please… please fuck me..” You begged.

He laughed at your agreement to his wishes as he carried your naked body towards the altar, where the statue of Jesus can clearly see your debauchery. You gulped in shame as the eyes of the statue looked down upon your naked body, as if the Lord can frowning down upon you and Doflamingo’s naked bodies.

Doflamingo spread your legs open, soaking up the sight of your wet pussy as he licks his lips. You panted heavily with anticipation as he kneeled down before you before letting his tongue taste your arousal. You threw your head back from the sudden pleasure as his long tongue nudges your clit.

“Mmm, such a tasty little pet. Giving me all of your virgin cunt,” He laughed darkly as he continues to suck on your pussy.

You covered your mouth to suppress your moans but Doflamingo didn’t like that as he immediately stood up and pinned your wrists above your head, “Tsk tsk tsk, naughty little pet. Didn’t I told you to not hide your sweet voice from me?” He snarled, angrily.

You nodded weakly as he pulled away, but your arms stayed in the same position. It felt like strings were pulling you down as Doflamingo chuckled at your confusion. He went back to eating your pussy out as your moans echoed inside the holy Church. His tongue swirls around your clit and his long fingers finds the entrance of your cunt, making you gasp sharply.

“P-Please.. Be gentle,” You begged.

He laughed, “Now why would the devil be gentle?” He smirked before letting his fingers penetrate your pussy.

You moaned loudly at the size of his fingers alone as he sets a quick pace, rubbing your warmth. He grinned evilly down at your writhing form before he leans down and slips your nipple in his mouth, adding more stimulation.

“O-Oh! G-God!” You moaned.

He clicked his tongue, “No, no little pet, your God isn’t going to help a whore like you,” He chuckled, “..You call out to me instead,”

You didn’t want to, you didn’t want to call the name of a demon. The Lord is the only one you call out to and it is a grave sin to see other beings as God. But with the pause of his fingers, it almost made you scream out his name, “Come on, my pet, call me, scream my name..” He teased.

You pursed your lips, your voice caught up with hesitation until his fingertips hits your cervix. As your eyes rolled back, your mouth opens to yell out: “Oh fuck! Doflamingo!”

He laughed, finally hearing his name moaning out your lips as he continues fingering you deeply. His thumb finds your clit—circling around it as his lips went back to sucking your nipples. You continue to call out his name, like a sinful prayer as you felt a coil in stomach.

“O-Oh Doflamingo, I-I feel something..!” You moaned loudly.

Bedore you reached your climax, he pulled away completely, leaving you breathless and desperate for a release. A whine came out your throat as he chuckled, before aligning his cock at your entrance—coated with your arousal, “Be grateful, little pet, for this is the greatest blessing you’ll receive,”

With those words, he slipped in his cock inside as you screamed in pleasure. The girth penetrating all of your warm walls as his tip kisses your cervix. Doflamingo smirked down at the obvious bump on your pelvis as you breathed heavily, trying to adjust to his enormous size, “Look at you, taking my cock like a good pet,” He said.

He didn’t give you anytime to properly adjust as he started a intense pace, thrusting his cock in and out as you screamed in pleasure. His big hands gripped your hips, pinning you in your place as he used you like a personal fleshlight. You threw your head back as you eyes rolled, unintentionally looking up the figure of Jesus as he frowns upon your virgin body getting railed by the devil.

Doflamingo’s hand gripped your face and turned it towards him, “You look at me, little pet. He’s not your god anymore, right?” He groaned.

You nodded frantically, “Y-Yes, you’re my god, fuck! Feels so good!” You moaned.

Skins slapping echoed inside the church, along with your loud moans and Doflamingo’s grunting—your tight pussy hugging around his shaft as you felt a coil in your stomach, the same pleasurable feeling, “O-Oh, Doflamingo! I-I feel something, I think I-I’m gonna pee!”

He chuckled darkly at your reaction, “That’s good, little pet. T-Take my cum and lemme breed you!” He groaned loudly, his pace quickens.

With his last thrust, he grunted as he spills his cum inside your pussy as you squealed loudly. You feel very full after he dumped his cum inside. Both of you panted heavily as Doflamingo pulled out his cock, his cum drips out your pussy. He looked down at your tired figure—sweaty body, bruised skin and his cum flowing out your pussy as he chuckled.

“You’re mine, now, little pet,” He growled.

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