Chapter Text
You woke up to the sound of the wind blowing the shutters making them bang against the house. Rolling out of bed you make your way over to the window pulling the shutters back and resecuring them. ‘I could’ve sworn that I secured them last night.’ Shaking the thought from your head you start to get dressed, it's pretty early but knowing you have some errands to run today and chores to do hopefully you can get them all done before the meeting your parents set up with Mother Maranda. ‘I have no idea why she’d want to meet with me, I’m nobody. Sure I have friends in the village and I have some talents but nothing a goddess should take note of.’
Heading downstairs you see your mom in the same spot she's in every morning, in front of the stove making my father breakfast. Moving to grab some bread like you do every morning knowing she didn't make anything for you she slaps your hand away. “Y/N what are you doing? Sit down! Today is an important day. You'll need more than just bread.” She says, showing you to the chair at the table. Sitting there awkwardly twiddling your thumbs wondering who this woman was that looked just like your mother. She then walks over to you with a plate of eggs and cheese with toast, it smelled delicious. “Thank you mother.” You say picking up your fork and taking a bite. It wasn’t long before you finished, getting up and putting your plate in the sink before getting ready to head out the door while your mother was tending to your father. “Mother I’m going to go do my chores and get our order from the Duke, I’ll be back before noon.” You say as you start to head out the door. “Okay darling, remember today is a very important day for all of us so do not be late.” She says as you walk out the door.
You start heading towards the village square to go to Luizia’s house. She's been friends with your mother since she was your age. Heading up the familiar path wheat fields lining either side you start to clearly see the gate, you walk up to it and push it open before quickly making your way in and closing it behind you. Those scare crows always gave you the creeps. Walking up the porch you knock on the front door patiently waiting for her to answer. Knowing Luizia she's probably finishing up morning prayer, a few moments later the door slowly opened just enough for a head to poke through. “Oh Y/N, I didn’t realize you’d be coming this early. Then again with what an important day it is i should've guessed as much. Please come in, come in!” Luizia opens the door ushering you in, smiling at you like your mother Miranda herself.
“Sorry Luzia I should’ve called first, I'm just in a rush to get everything done before meeting with Mother Miranda.” You say walking to the kitchen with her. “Oh nonsense, you have a very important day today. In all honesty I'm surprised your mother is having you run around at all today, she should be preparing you and making sure there's not one hair out of place.” Luizia says as she hands me a cup of tea. “So I take it everyone knows what this meeting is about but me?” You question “Mother Maranda just wishes to meet with you dear.” Luiza answers quickly, turning around and grabbing the bags I came here to retrieve. “Everyone keeps saying that.” You sigh, wishing for some sort of answer other than ‘She just wants to meet you.’ or ‘This is a great honor and it is not wise to question why just be thankful that it is.’ You finish the last sip of your tea getting ready to leave just as you were about to stand up Luizias hand comes down on your shoulder. “Stay right here I have one more thing for you before you go.” She says then she disappears upstairs.
After a few minutes you see Luizia coming back down holding a small black box. “This is for you to wear tonight. It was my mothers I’d like you to have it. You've always been the closest thing I've had to a daughter.” She says giving you a hug. Opening the box inside you see a gorgeous opal ring with a rose gold band. “It's beautiful, thank you so much Luiza.” You say giving her another hug for some reason today feels like one big goodbye. “I promise I’ll keep it safe, thank you again.” You say as you leave.
Finally heading up the path off the village square you see the Duke perched in his usual spot. “Ah young Y/N i've been expecting you.” He said as you approached. “Hi Duke, I trust you’re doing well. My mother sent me to pick up an order.” You say pulling out the sack of lie from your pocket “Oh dear there's no need for that, this one is on the house.” He says while handing you the package. Your brows furrow at this since when does the Duke give away anything for free. “I’m sure Mother Miranda will love it on you, as well as our dear Lord.” He says “Duke you must be mistaken my meeting today is just with Mother Miranda.” you say trying to make sense of what the Duke was saying. “Don't fret, child, it'll all make sense soon enough. As for the dress, we'll call it a birthday gift. How old are you today, sixteen correct?” He asks how did the duke know even your own parents have forgotten and at some point even you forgot too. ‘Is this why mother bought me a new dress for this meeting? We don't have the money for that.’ “Yes, today is my sixteenth birthday. How did you know?” You ask, growing more skeptical of the man in front of you, what else did he know? What lord is attending the meeting? Why are they going to be there? “Oh, do not worry dear, it’ll all make sense soon enough.” He says, chuckling as you stare at him in disbelief, well one thing for sure he's not going to tell you anything. “Well thank you Duke, I hope you have a good day.” You say walking away wanting to just get this horrid day over with and everyone can start acting normal again.
As soon as you walk through the door to your house your mother is right there waiting for you. “I’ll take all of this you go get in the bath I've drawn for you.” She says, taking the package from your hands and shoving you into the bathroom. ‘This day keeps getting stranger by the minute, she hasn't drawn me a bath since I was six.’ You strip out of your clothes and slowly lower yourself into the tub relishing in the nice hot water. Lathering the soap onto the wash cloth you start scrubbing the grim from all your chores off of yourself before moving onto your hair. Eventually you get out and dry yourself off and get most of the water out of your hair before my mother comes in and hands me the dress to get into. I sigh putting on the dark green dress. Right on cue your mother comes rushing back in “We have to do something about your hair.” She says combing through it with her fingers. She separates your hair down the middle braiding it. “Mom, is all of this really necessary for this meeting? You haven't even told me what the meeting is about.” you sigh “Yes I have. The meeting is about you and yes this is all necessary. Now stop squirming.” She says getting slightly rougher with her braiding. After an eternity we are finally done. “Go put on the black flats I set out for you and we can leave.” “Yes mother.” You say leaving to put your shoes on making sure to grab Luizias ring on the way.
You climb up the stairs walking in between your mother and father towards the old church. Pushing open the doors you see none other than mother Maranda herself sitting in what appears to be a gold throne. “Ah Mr and Mrs L/N, it's so nice to see you again” She then looks directly at you “And you must be Y/N I’ve heard so much about you please sit. I’m terribly sorry but we’re still waiting for my son to arrive.” she says, guiding you to sit right next to her. “Thank your Mother Miranda.” You say trying to avoid eye contact with her. “You know dear that really is a lovely dress, you look absolutely stunning.” She says a few minutes later the church doors open and in walks Lord Heisenberg hammer in hand as he strolled down the aisle coming to a stop at the pew you were sitting in and taking a seat next to you.
“Ah Heisenberg it's so nice you finally joined us, this is Mr and Mrs L/N and their lovely daughter Y/N.” Mother Miranda says going from person to person introducing everyone.The meeting then starts everyone keeps talking about you but it becomes rather clear no one is going to be talking to you any time soon. So you decide to star gazing instead not even realizing it became dark out until now, you busy yourself looking out the window trying to see how many consolations you recognize. Suddenly everyone is staring at you. “Y/N did you not hear what we just said?” Your mother asks. “It doesn't matter now anyways she's not going to need any of it, let's go.” You look around confused as the lord grabs your arm. “Wait! Wait! What's going on? Let me go!” you scream as you pull your arm from the most terrifying man you've ever met and try to run back to your mother. “Y/N this is why i told you earlier behave and pay attention. You just couldn't help yourself, you had to go and embarrass us again. Thankfully the lord has agreed to take you, you're going with him now, act like a lady and go quietly.” Your mother said you felt the tears well up in your eyes as Heisenberg grabbed you, swinging you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carrying you to his factory.
“Quite whining kid were almost there, and stop all that squirming.” The lord said as he walked through what you could best describe as a junkyard. He swings open the door walking with you to an elevator hitting the button, it doesn't take long to get to wherever he's taking you he throws you down on a bed, you feel something closing around your neck. Your hands fly up grabbing at it ‘this bastard just put a collar on me’ “Sorry kid but I don't like when my things try to run away.” He says as he stalks over to you. You gulp, staring up at him, finally really taking in his appearance, his hat casting a shadow on his face, his glasses slipping slightly down his nose. “Now we need to discuss some ground rules.” He says leaning in leaning in closer. You pull back slightly laying down on the bed now, suddenly his gloved hand is in your hair pulling your head back, your neck craning painfully. “Rule number one never pull away from me, ‘No’ is a foreign concept to you.” He starts pulling your hair up and down forcing you to nod your head. “I'm glad we understand each other well get along just fine. Rule number two do not go anywhere without permission; the only places you're allowed is this room and the bathroom. Rule number three you are mine now and you better get used to it sooner than later because i will really enjoy punishing that sweet ass of yours.” He says as you audibly gulp he lets go of your hair filing your head back.
“Fuck you!” you scream at him tears forming in your eyes as all your emotions come crashing to the surface. “Well all you had to do was ask.” he says pulling you until your ass is on the edge of the bed. You start hitting his chest scratching at any part of him you can reach. “No stop! Get the fuck off of me you creep.” you yell suddenly metal scraps wrap themselves around your wrists and pin your arms above your head. Heisenberg now breathed heavy hat and glasses scattered on the floor next to him. “You know i was going to go easy on you.” he says, grabbing your jaw making you look into his blue eyes. “But now I’m going to make sure this fucking hurts you little bitch.” he says. He pulls back and slaps you across the face so hard that your ears are left ringing and tears are welling in your eyes. He flips you over lifting the skirt of your dress up, he leans down over you his full weight pressed against your back pinning you down as you try to squirm away. “Now you're going to count and thank Daddy for each one.” He says in your ear “No I’m sorry please don’t!.” you say still trying to get away. “Oh no doll you're not getting out of this.” You feel a pit form in your stomach. He's off you now and suddenly you feel his hand come down causing you to lurch forwards. “Now I said count.” he says, bringing his hand down again, your skin already burning from just two hits. “One.” you whimper out realizing the only way out of this is to play along. The next four slaps come one right after the other. “Two, Three, Four, Five.” you scream tears streaming down your face. “Aww does it hurt baby?” he asks, lifting your head up and licking the tears off your cheeks.
“If you want it to stop, all you have to do is ask Daddy nicely.” He says making you look him in the eye. “Please stop i promise ill be good.” you say another harsh slap comes. “What did I just say!” he screams at you. “I’m sorry Daddy please stop. I promise I’ll be good, I'll do whatever you want.” you say sobbing more feeling defeated there's no way out other than playing along. Smiling he pulls back rubbing your ass you feel him starting to spread your cheeks, he gives a low whistle. ”Wow doll I didn’t realize you'd enjoy your punishment so much. I guess we'll have to make sure you don't enjoy this then won't we?” he questions you feel his hand move lower his fingers starting to spread your lips moving up to your clit. “I didn’t enjoy t-that.” you stutter out “Oh yeah, well then why is this little cunt of yours absolutely drenched?” he asks slowly, pushing his fingers into you pumping them slowly curling them in a way that is making your toes curl. He starts to move them faster using his thumb to rub your clit. You let out a small moan quickly biting your tongue to try and not give him the satisfaction. “That's it baby let Daddy know how good it feels.” He says driving his fingers in and out slightly harder with each word. “Fuck you i-it doesn’t… It doesn't f-feel good.” You manage to get out your breath becoming short pants. “Oh really then why does your pussy keep clenching my fingers?” He asks, chuckling. You can feel the tight coil building in your stomach and you can't hold back the noises anymore. Just as you're about to cum he pulls away completely, your pussy clenching around nothing, the feeling slowly going away as you turn around and stare at him in disbelief.
“Sorry princess but only good girls get rewards.” He says putting his hat and glasses back on. “But I didn't… You. What the fuck.” is all you manage to say as you try to process what just happened. “I what? You should be grateful because next time I’ll do something much worse to you.” he says, pulling you by your hair until you're standing up with your back against his chest. “How is it you still don't understand how this works? If I want to have you strapped to a table and edge you for a week straight I will. If I want to have you play maid and clean and cook you're going to do it because you are mine. Do you understand me?” he asks pulling your head back even further you can already feel a headache coming on. “Yes.” you manage to whisper out, shoving your pride aside. “See you still don't get it. Yes what?” he asks after a beat he sighs throwing you on the floor. “Ok then maybe this will help you understand our relationship a little better.” Before you can even sit up you feel his boot collide with your stomach knocking the wind out of you. Then another right after hitting your ribs you start to cough covering your head with one arm and your stomach with the other. Then he kicks the hand covering your stomach. You feel a crack, the pain shooting up your arm as you pull it away with a yelp. He leans down again and pulls you up by your neck so you can look at him the second your eyes meet his he slaps you across the face.
“See in our relationship you are beneath me. You are at my feet ready to answer my every whim. Got it?” he asks as he pulls back slightly and spits on your face. “Yes D-Daddy I understand.” you say full on sobbing now. “Good girl.” he says, patting your cheek then he moves his finger to where his spit landed right on your nose and wipes it up. His gloved fingertip now shining in the light he puts it up to your mouth. “Clean it up.” he says as you open your mouth cleaning his spit off of his glove you swirl your tongue around his finger before he pulls it from your mouth with a pop. “Now I have some things I need to take care of so you stay here.” As he says that you are now chained to the floor by your neck. He walks out the door as you try to pry the chain off to no avail. You're officially stuck here with the most dangerous lord in the village and there's no way out other than getting on his good side which I doubt he has one.