Mizfit gone wrong part 3/?
Title: Mizfit gone wrong part 3/?
Characters: Miz/Alex Riley
warnings: don't read it if you are the type of person who looks at warnings. it has dub con elements (more in future), kidnapping and gaggy bondage ish.
fandom: i think you know.
Disclaimer: i don't own anything from this fandom that i think you should know. i don't get paid o nuttin. ask me to take it down, just watch me do it. cuz i will.
notes:
I really do apologize for my severe tardiness on this one. I just get these phases where I don't go online at all. whatever, no excuses, it is my bad.
so this one is kinda short i guess, IDK
Story:
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The Miz HATES Alex Riley. He absolutely and completely HATES him.
Seething into his gag, the Miz could not think of anything better to do than hate the man that had befriended him, betrayed him, and left him tied to a cheep bed at a cheep hotel in a cheep town.
The Miz Hates Alex Riley.
As soon as Alex had put the red rubber gag in his mouth, The Miz had lost it. Not only had he completely lost his cool, but he had also lost the one weapon The Miz had in his predicament; his words.
Not only was it taking away his wit, but the gag was awkward and uncomfortable in his mouth. He couldn't yell, he couldn't insult, and try as he might, the Miz couldn't dislodge the rubber ball. After only ten minutes, The Miz's jaw ached from being stretched open. He could feel his lips catching on the rubber and pulling painfully. He found it difficult to swallow with his tongue pressed against the sphere. Saliva pooled in awkward places in his mouth.
The Miz looked at the clock on the bedside table for the twelfth time. Sadistic red numbers read 12:16. That means The Miz had been laying on that bed with that gag lodged in his mouth for over three hours. The Miz growled through his nose.
The Miz hates Alex Riley.
Yet as the fourth hour went by, The Miz noticed his fury dwindle into boardroom. There was literally nothing he could physically do. He was sick at looking at the stupid wallpaper and the stupid TV and the stupid bathroom. The windows were drawn the lights were ugly and the whole room had a smell to it that made The Miz want to scream at the top of his lungs. It only frustrated him more, knowing that he couldn't even do that.
By the time Alex showed back up in the hotel room, the miz had already made himself thoroughly enraged by his given situation.
The miz took a deep breath through his nose and screamed into his gag. Alex looked taken back at first. He quickly recovered.
“Listen, I can’t take that out of your mouth until you calm down.” Alex said approaching his favorite side of the bed.
The miz continued to yell and struggle, face red. He was rattling the whole bed. Unable to control all of his saliva with the gag in his mouth, the miz started to drool. It was bad and it dripped down his chin onto his neck. When the Miz realized what all his yelling had done, he suddenly stopped all movement. He looked down at the mess pooling at his collarbone.
“ya, I heard that could be an unfortunate side effect to those things.” Alex looked sorry as he motioned to the gag in Miz’s mouth. He couldn’t help but be amazed at those big blue eyes glaring up at him from Miz’s heated face. Even with all of that distortion he was still beautiful, Alex thought. The Miz had been still for a minute now, but the drool continued to slowly leak out of him. Alex stepped closer to the bed.
“Sorry bro, I don’t think it is easy to stop once it starts.” Alex leaned in with his arm outstretched.
Unable to contain himself, The Miz began yelling again causing Alex to withdraw his hand. Drool seeped out The Miz’s gag. The more he felt it fall, the harder he yelled. The man looked like he was on the verge of tears. He was visibly embarrassed but he couldn’t stop shouting. It was just too much indignity; The awesome Miz, reduced to a drooling mess. He should never have to be seen like this.
Alex hurried to the bathroom, reappearing with a towel in hand. As he leaned down to soak up the saliva, a slightly disgusted look stole Alex’s face. After a moment it vanished but not before The Miz caught sight of it and nearly exploded in rage. He thrashed his head to the side and shot his right elbow up, blocking Alex’s attempts to aid him.
“Common man, not this again.” Alex said frustrated. He stepped back from the head of the bed. “You need to try and trust me for a second. I don’t care that you are drooling like a baby, man.”
The miz shot daggers at the man. His whole face looked like it was about to erupt at any minute. His cheeks puffed out and his eyes silted in anger.
“I didn’t mean it like that!” Alex said as he palmed his forehead, chastising himself. “Look, it doesn’t matter. Just let me clean you up.”Alex went for the bed again. This time he aimed to crawl on top of The Miz in order to get open access to the man. It had been successful for him last time.
In an instant the Miz had Alex Riley in a headlock. He had used his legs to wrap around his former protégé and pin him to the foot of the bed. The Miz would have squeezed the life out of the man if he could, but Alex, having both arms and legs happy and free, managed to escape the lock with only the loss of his breath.
“What the hell man!” Alex coughed as he shoved Miz’s legs away. His face was red as he caught his breath. “I am trying to help you!” Alex brings up his hands in an indignant gesture.
A shaved muscular leg connects square with Alex’s jaw.
Alex grunts as he is taken off his feet by the Miz’s kick. His hands are on his face as he shouts out in hurt. Alex gets back to his feet, assured he is a good two feet from the hotel bed.
The Miz stared into Alex, looking fairly pleased with himself. Alex would have sworn he saw the man smile if it weren’t for the bubbling gag in his mouth.
“You think this is funny!?” Alex was furious. His jaw ached. “This is exactly what I am talking about with you. It’s like you’re not even house trained!” The Miz coughed into his gag.
“You are so high on your horse you don’t care about anyone else around you!” Alex shouted. Alex looked more emotionally injured than physically. “You need to be brought down. You need to be taught an actual lesson.” Alex’s tone was serious. You could see the contemplation on his features as he growled to himself. Knobs and wheels were turning in his head. The Miz noticed a slight change in him. Yet, he continued smirking to himself as Alex stormed from the room.
A moment passed. Alone, the Miz almost started to relax. He almost started to get bored again.
The door to his room slammed open as Alex reappeared. This time he didn’t hold a towel or a water bottle. Not even that black shopping bag. All he had was a belt in one hand and two neck ties in the other.
“Since you are acting like a child, I am going to treat you like one.” Alex said without blinking. “I am going to do to you what my old man did when I acted like a prick as a kid.”
The Miz looked up at Alex in amazement, drool still visible on his chin. He waited for Alex to show any signs of joking, any signs of deferring. After locking eyes for almost a whole minute, Alex’s face didn’t change from one of purpose, one of pure intention.
Alex took a step forward. Miz’s eyes widened.
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Q: do u want me to post a written out spanking or should I not? If no one has objections i think i will (if it turns out ok).
Characters: Miz/Alex Riley
warnings: don't read it if you are the type of person who looks at warnings. it has dub con elements (more in future), kidnapping and gaggy bondage ish.
fandom: i think you know.
Disclaimer: i don't own anything from this fandom that i think you should know. i don't get paid o nuttin. ask me to take it down, just watch me do it. cuz i will.
notes:
I really do apologize for my severe tardiness on this one. I just get these phases where I don't go online at all. whatever, no excuses, it is my bad.
so this one is kinda short i guess, IDK
Story:
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Miz HATES Alex Riley. He absolutely and completely HATES him.
Seething into his gag, the Miz could not think of anything better to do than hate the man that had befriended him, betrayed him, and left him tied to a cheep bed at a cheep hotel in a cheep town.
The Miz Hates Alex Riley.
As soon as Alex had put the red rubber gag in his mouth, The Miz had lost it. Not only had he completely lost his cool, but he had also lost the one weapon The Miz had in his predicament; his words.
Not only was it taking away his wit, but the gag was awkward and uncomfortable in his mouth. He couldn't yell, he couldn't insult, and try as he might, the Miz couldn't dislodge the rubber ball. After only ten minutes, The Miz's jaw ached from being stretched open. He could feel his lips catching on the rubber and pulling painfully. He found it difficult to swallow with his tongue pressed against the sphere. Saliva pooled in awkward places in his mouth.
The Miz looked at the clock on the bedside table for the twelfth time. Sadistic red numbers read 12:16. That means The Miz had been laying on that bed with that gag lodged in his mouth for over three hours. The Miz growled through his nose.
The Miz hates Alex Riley.
Yet as the fourth hour went by, The Miz noticed his fury dwindle into boardroom. There was literally nothing he could physically do. He was sick at looking at the stupid wallpaper and the stupid TV and the stupid bathroom. The windows were drawn the lights were ugly and the whole room had a smell to it that made The Miz want to scream at the top of his lungs. It only frustrated him more, knowing that he couldn't even do that.
By the time Alex showed back up in the hotel room, the miz had already made himself thoroughly enraged by his given situation.
The miz took a deep breath through his nose and screamed into his gag. Alex looked taken back at first. He quickly recovered.
“Listen, I can’t take that out of your mouth until you calm down.” Alex said approaching his favorite side of the bed.
The miz continued to yell and struggle, face red. He was rattling the whole bed. Unable to control all of his saliva with the gag in his mouth, the miz started to drool. It was bad and it dripped down his chin onto his neck. When the Miz realized what all his yelling had done, he suddenly stopped all movement. He looked down at the mess pooling at his collarbone.
“ya, I heard that could be an unfortunate side effect to those things.” Alex looked sorry as he motioned to the gag in Miz’s mouth. He couldn’t help but be amazed at those big blue eyes glaring up at him from Miz’s heated face. Even with all of that distortion he was still beautiful, Alex thought. The Miz had been still for a minute now, but the drool continued to slowly leak out of him. Alex stepped closer to the bed.
“Sorry bro, I don’t think it is easy to stop once it starts.” Alex leaned in with his arm outstretched.
Unable to contain himself, The Miz began yelling again causing Alex to withdraw his hand. Drool seeped out The Miz’s gag. The more he felt it fall, the harder he yelled. The man looked like he was on the verge of tears. He was visibly embarrassed but he couldn’t stop shouting. It was just too much indignity; The awesome Miz, reduced to a drooling mess. He should never have to be seen like this.
Alex hurried to the bathroom, reappearing with a towel in hand. As he leaned down to soak up the saliva, a slightly disgusted look stole Alex’s face. After a moment it vanished but not before The Miz caught sight of it and nearly exploded in rage. He thrashed his head to the side and shot his right elbow up, blocking Alex’s attempts to aid him.
“Common man, not this again.” Alex said frustrated. He stepped back from the head of the bed. “You need to try and trust me for a second. I don’t care that you are drooling like a baby, man.”
The miz shot daggers at the man. His whole face looked like it was about to erupt at any minute. His cheeks puffed out and his eyes silted in anger.
“I didn’t mean it like that!” Alex said as he palmed his forehead, chastising himself. “Look, it doesn’t matter. Just let me clean you up.”Alex went for the bed again. This time he aimed to crawl on top of The Miz in order to get open access to the man. It had been successful for him last time.
In an instant the Miz had Alex Riley in a headlock. He had used his legs to wrap around his former protégé and pin him to the foot of the bed. The Miz would have squeezed the life out of the man if he could, but Alex, having both arms and legs happy and free, managed to escape the lock with only the loss of his breath.
“What the hell man!” Alex coughed as he shoved Miz’s legs away. His face was red as he caught his breath. “I am trying to help you!” Alex brings up his hands in an indignant gesture.
A shaved muscular leg connects square with Alex’s jaw.
Alex grunts as he is taken off his feet by the Miz’s kick. His hands are on his face as he shouts out in hurt. Alex gets back to his feet, assured he is a good two feet from the hotel bed.
The Miz stared into Alex, looking fairly pleased with himself. Alex would have sworn he saw the man smile if it weren’t for the bubbling gag in his mouth.
“You think this is funny!?” Alex was furious. His jaw ached. “This is exactly what I am talking about with you. It’s like you’re not even house trained!” The Miz coughed into his gag.
“You are so high on your horse you don’t care about anyone else around you!” Alex shouted. Alex looked more emotionally injured than physically. “You need to be brought down. You need to be taught an actual lesson.” Alex’s tone was serious. You could see the contemplation on his features as he growled to himself. Knobs and wheels were turning in his head. The Miz noticed a slight change in him. Yet, he continued smirking to himself as Alex stormed from the room.
A moment passed. Alone, the Miz almost started to relax. He almost started to get bored again.
The door to his room slammed open as Alex reappeared. This time he didn’t hold a towel or a water bottle. Not even that black shopping bag. All he had was a belt in one hand and two neck ties in the other.
“Since you are acting like a child, I am going to treat you like one.” Alex said without blinking. “I am going to do to you what my old man did when I acted like a prick as a kid.”
The Miz looked up at Alex in amazement, drool still visible on his chin. He waited for Alex to show any signs of joking, any signs of deferring. After locking eyes for almost a whole minute, Alex’s face didn’t change from one of purpose, one of pure intention.
Alex took a step forward. Miz’s eyes widened.
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Q: do u want me to post a written out spanking or should I not? If no one has objections i think i will (if it turns out ok).