LOWELL Beloved... What Kinks Are He Into

NSFW short Drabble of Lowell using a paddle on us then?

:3c

I even picked a paddle for u ur welcome

NSFW below the cut, includes GN reader, spanking with an aluminum implement, brat taming, teasing, rope bondage, crying, stoplight safeword check ins (all green), and mild degradation

"Oh you pretty little thing," Lowell tuts, tracing the outline of the paddle across the outside of your thigh. You shiver, glancing down at the smooth pink metal surface and trying not to betray any nerves. Your throat bobs as you swallow, and you have a feeling that you'd let on a lot more than you intended when he giggles, reaching up to grab at your chin with his free hand.

"Do you want to remind me why I had to tie you up, Doll?" You wrench your face away from him, defiant. If he was going to act so smug, you sure as hell wanted to give him a run for his money.

"Because you're a freak who can't keep it in your pants?" You hiss, squirming against the thick red ropes wound tight around your arms and torso. The answering smack of metal against flesh has you biting your lip, trying to keep down the whimper building in your throat with everything you had.

"Aww, that's not the answer I was looking for, my little plaything. I like my toys well behaved, you know. Why don't you try again?"

"Fuck off," you reply, voice laced with petulant venom. You screwed up your eyes as the answering strikes came hard across your ass, failing to keep down a small cry in response.

"Again," he states, voice a little harder now under the teasing lilt. "Something about you not listening to me," smack, "something about you deliberately disobeying me," smack, "something about you being a relentless, needy little brat."

Smack!

Hot tears well up in your eyes, the pain of the increasingly firm strikes spilling over the lines of your self control. You sob a little, a shaking, tremulous thing from deep in your chest, and the paddle comes to rest gently on what you're sure is the vibrant blooming red of a series of heart shaped impressions on your skin. The chill surface of the aluminum implement, so cruel only moments before, now cools the sting of the previously strikes slightly, offering a second of relief.

"Color," Lowell murmurs, tone briefly soft again as he assesses your condition.

"Green."

The paddle comes down hard again, and you're reminded of the strength of Lowell's arms- working, baker's arms- with brutal clarity.

Tears are spilling freely down your face now, and Lowell takes a moment to catch a bead on his thumb, pulling it up to his mouth to lick it away with a sickening sweet smile.

"Come up with anything yet, Doll? I can do this alllllll day, you know~ I'm sure you'll have such cute bruises when I'm done with you!"

You bury your chin into your chest, heaving out a breath.

"I was a brat, sir."

"Aaaaand?" He urges, bouncing the paddle lightly on the inside of your thigh.

"And uh- fuck, I- I should have listened to you, and now you've gotta make me."

Seemingly satisfied with your answer, Lowell delivered another quick strike to the sensitive flesh of your inner thigh, humming appreciatively at your responding whimper.

"You're so lovely when you break down for me, Dolly. I knew you'd come around." That sugared tone of his sent shivers crawling down your spine, and you pushed your hips forward a little, coming to realize exactly how much his harsh treatment had been affecting you when the evidence of your arousal slid against your underwear. He looked down, noticing as you had what he was doing to you, and discarded the paddle somewhere in the sheets.

"Oh you desperate thing," he sighed. "My desperate little slut, I really got you that worked up just putting you back in your place, huh? Looks like my toy wants me to play with them a little more~" He snickered at that, hands tracing over the purpling impressions he'd left on you before settling over your crotch, his breathing becoming heavy as they played with your waistband.

"Go on now, Doll," he urged, a dark, hungry expression taking over his features, smile becoming more unhinged by the second as he took in the sight of you. "Tell me exactly what else I should do to fuck that bratty attitude of yours right out~"

Alright everyone, I'm beginning to develop Darling Dollhouse in earnest! Stay tuned for sprites, WIP sneak peaks, a few CG's and plenty of lore ^^

Lowell's so fine I want him to wreck me (respectfully)

- AAA anon (if it's okay for me to be called that)

yea ur all good!!

he will systematically wreck u but like. absolutely disrespectfully hes nasty

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if you like my game and want to go the extra mile to support me for free rate my game on itch dot io

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We have our first official VA everyone! Playing Mustard the cat, please welcome Ms. Maera Withywindle to the Darling Dollhouse team!

I've got a message from Doll: "Ich liebe dich, Gummibärchen!"

ich bin dein kleiner, süßer, bunter, dicker Gummibär-

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How does Lowell feel about biting, giving or receiving?

He'll do both! Prefers to give because he likes marking you up, but he's a low grade masochist so he likes to be gnawed on from time to time.

What does Lowell do to comfort an upset Mc, like like talking, Mc comes up to him fucking SOBBING

He'll panic a little at first... he's never been great with interpersonal interactions and he's definitely not well versed in comforting people, but he'll probably try to swaddle you in something big and comforting, like a nice quilt, and mother hen over you for a while, forcing hot chocolate in your hands and petting your hair and shushing you softly. He probably wouldn't press you for details on why you're upset until it seems like you've calmed down, but he'd be incredibly reluctant to leave you alone if you needed some space.