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1. Girl, who taught you how to use a fuckin' iron? by PossumBones

   Fandoms: House of Wax (2005)  

   • Explicit
   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con
   • F/M
   • Complete Work

   24 Nov 2022

   Tags

   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • Rape/Non-Con
   • Bo Sinclair/You
   • Bo Sinclair/Reader
   • Bo Sinclair
   • Tagging Noncon for safety but this is
   • Dubious Consent
   • Bo POV
   • Second Person
   • Y/N device is not used in this fic
   • Explicit Sexual Content
   • Rough Oral Sex
   • Violent oral Sex
   • Throat Fucking
   • sloppy blowjobs
   • Stockholm Syndrome
   • Bo's got almost sorta kinda feelings and he's very mad about that
   • Maladjusted Manbaby
   • Delusional Behavior
   • Reader's a bit of a bimbo
   • But also this is his dumbass vapid thoughts so like maybe this is only him projecting yknow
   • Choking
   • Gross
   • Mentions of vomiting but it does not actually happen
   • Daddy Kink
   • Dubious Consent that turns to Enthusiastic consent? Kinda
   • Spanking
   • Violent Thoughts
   • Canon-Typical Behavior
   • Canon-Typical Violence
   • Violent Fantasies
   • Cuddling & Snuggling
   • His shitty dead heart experiences (1) feeling so he has to throw a tantrum i guess idk
   • Degradation
   • Slut Shaming
   • Misogynistic Language and Ideas
   • aftercare!
   • Mildly Happy Ending?
   • Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot
   • Face Slapping
   • Face-Fucking
   • Cock Worship
   • Mentions of Reader makin eyes at Vincent but also only because Bo is stupid and projecting
   • Sloppy everything like everything imaginable is sloppy
   • Unhealthy Relationships
   • Porn with substance

   Summary

   Selfish little slut, everything’s always gotta be about you huh? You can't just get him off. Naw, you gotta cry and bitch and whine till he’s got no choice but to punish you. There's no weight to your begging, to your apologies. Nothing’s real. There's nothing god damned real about you and no matter how many times you tell him that you love him, he knows you’re lying.

   Things were a hell of a lot easier when he could use whatever fucktoy he had without caring whether or not she needed to be set straight. Silicone or flesh, it didn’t matter, he almost misses his own hand because at least his hand doesn’t insist on snuggling afterward.

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