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Stu Macher X F!Reader

summary: stu decides to take advantage of you while holding you at gun point.

warnings !!: SMUT 18+, gun play, perv activities, a lil graphic, pet names, degradation, cussing, yelling

word count: 886

Y'ALL HAVE MERCY ON ME 💀 IM RUSTY 🙏🏽 !!

𝗗𝗢 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗜 𝗦𝗔𝗬 !! ♪

“Are you pussy, are you scared? Be my bitch, get in my lair. I don't fuck with scaredy cats. Play with pussy if it scratch.”

Do What I Say - Lucy Loone

You just witnessed Stu and Billy kill someone in his parents house. You were fucking star struck. You had no words. You slowly backed away from Stu and slowly shook your head. Stu finally caught on to you and locked eyes onto you. He moved closer to you as you backed up.

Stu: “What's wrong, baby?” he grinned. He and his sweater were covered in blood. He twirled a knife in his hands as he approached you. “Shh…bunny..I won't hurt you.” His smile grew wider and wider as he approached you. He had you cornered. You were behind the kitchen island and he was in front. He took out a gun and rested his head on his arms on top of the island. “Are you scared, little bunny?” He laughed as he watched your body shake and twitch as you stood in fear.

Stu: “Why don't we do something fun? What if we played a game together?” He rose up from the island and pointed the gun at you, smiling.“How does that sound?”

Y/N: “What type of game?...”

Stu: “Y'know I just made it up. Bunnies and Slashers.” He loaded the gun. Causing you to jump in response.

Y/N: “How do you play-” you said, shaking.

Stu: “No need to ask. We can start right now.” Stu points the gun at you. “Just do what I say, princess. Now…show me your tits..”

Y/N: “Bu-”

Stu: “Do what the fuck I say! Take off your fucking shirt. Show me your fucking tits!” He yelled. His voice carried thought-out the whole house. He was getting impatient by the second waiting for you to finally reveal them to him. “Do you want me to shoot you?” You slowly reached around the trim of your shirt and gently pulled up. Taking it off while holding your hands up. Stu smiled and checked you out and the color of your bra and the shape they made inside of the pretty lace.

Stu: “And the bra.” He lowered the gun and waited silently. You reached behind you and struggled to unclip the back. Stu chuckled and walked over to you, causing your breath to hitch. “Shh…you're good. Not gonna hurt you, bunny.” He came behind you and tugged at a bra strap to pull you closer. “Not yet..” he unclipped it for you and watched it fall gently. The fabric that hugged you, released and let in cold air.

Stu breathed on your neck, whispering in your ear. “You're so beautiful…how about we take this skirt off?” He placed his hand around your hip, gripping firmly. His mouth and nose meeting the side of your head, his words vibrated through your hair. “Take off the fucking skirt…” He moved the gun to your back. “Take it off…” He whispered in your ear. A wide grin was painted across his face as he saw your hands pull down your skirt, trying to pull back up your panties. “Leave em…” You decided to let your panties fall off with your skirt. Stu whistled and let out a groan, taking in your backside.

Stu: ”Turn around for me, pleasee” He waited for you to turn but you refused to move. His grin faded, he put the gun to the back of your head. “Ya’see, you either turn around, or I'm gonna put a fucking bullet in that pretty little head of yours…” You felt the gun dig through your hair to your scalp. Despite him being so aggressive and the immense fear that filled the air. You found Stu, hot? You for some reason had some sick fascination with the whole thing. What was wrong with you? Why were you even complying? Why not let him shoot you? Unless…you liked what he was doing to you. You slowly turned around to face him. “That's it, turn around…” he groaned as he watched you.

Stu: “Now, little bunny, time for phase three of our little game!” He giggled, taking out a polaroid camera and set his ghost face mask on the counter. He also took out scissors and a roll of duct tape. “Stay still!” He took some duct tape and put it over your mouth and taped your wrists together. He put on the ghost face mask and grabbed the Polaroid camera. Before actually taking a picture, he grabbed a handful of your hair and brung your head back. He brought the camera closer. “Say, ‘cheese’!” He chuckled as the camera flashed and the picture almost instantly printed. Stu wiggled it, making it develop faster.

Stu: “Aww! Look how pretty you are, bunny!” He showed you the picture and took the tape off your mouth. “You wanna see something cool I can do with my tongue!?” He slipped the mask off. You didn't answer, you just stared at him. His demeanor instantly changed. It became colder. His expression, instantly softened into a cold stare. A grin tugged in the corner of his lips. He brought the gun to your forehead. “I saaaidd…do you wanna see something cool I can do with my tongue?” You nodded. Stu picked you up and laid you on the island. “There we go…now just stay still.”

TO BE CONTINUED !? 😨😱😧

(Sorry y'all, I just really need to sleep and I haven't written anything in months. 💀)