Cut Smut 🚀💞🍋🕊️
Today in particular you found yourself standing in the kitchen working on making dinner for everyone. Curly leaned against the counter next to you, finding comfort in just being near you. A disturbance was soon to come however as Jimmy approached the two of you quickly, only stopping once he was within arms length from you. His hand quickly moved to your hair and pulled your head back to face him, “What the fuck!” You yelled.
“Hey-“ Curly stood up.
“You fucking bitch.” Jimmy spat, “I know you took it, where is it?”
“Jimmy-“ Curly tried his best to peacefully get Jimmy to let go.
“Took what?!” You asked.
“You know what you took.” Jimmy narrowed his eyes on you.
“She didn’t take anything-“
“The fuck do you know?” Jimmy sneered, letting go of your hair and grabbing your arm instead. He pulled you along. It hurt a little, but seeing Curly just let it happen hurt even more. That being said, he followed behind and begged Jimmy to let you go.
Once you had gotten to his room, Jimmy threw you to the floor in front of him. Falling to your knees you pat the back of your head where he had pulled your hair, “Listen, I’ll do this in front of you but I don’t think you want to be here.” Jimmy spoke, only looking back at Curly.
“What the fuck do you mean?” Curly asked defensively.
Jimmy crouched down to your level and pulled your face close to his with his hand, “I’ve gotta do it one more time before I take us out.” He whispered, only loud enough for you to hear. Before you could process what he had said he pulled your shirt off above your head and threw it to the floor. There was never anything you took. He just wanted to get you alone. Instead however, Curly had followed. But Jimmy was going to have you one way or another. Curly’s eyes widened as he tried to pull Jimmy up and away from you. “At least close the door, wouldn’t want your princess to be exposed to the whole ship. Why don’t you sit down, cuck.” Jimmy addressed Curly.
Curly stood still for a second, a little flabbergasted. But he shut the door anyway. You knew Jimmy was Curly’s kryptonite but you didn’t think he’d fold so easily. Jimmy ravaged your body, taking off your pants and throwing them as well. You tried your best to stand up and get away but he always pulled you back down. You gave Curly a look, trying to ask him what kind of brother would let his best friend rape his sister in front of him. You knew damn well that was where this was going. You couldn’t help but think to yourself, at least it isn’t Anya. She didn’t deserve this. Maybe you did?
Jimmy snapped his finger and pointed at Curly, gesturing to have him sit down on the chair in the corner of his small room. He grabbed you by your hair once more, pulling you up so you could lay on the bed. He laid your head off the bed, your eyes grew wide at the assumption of what he would do next. You tried as hard as you could to move, anything but this. But you always ended up back on the bed. Your eyes locked with Curly’s as Jimmy pulled his cock out and slapped your face a few times with it. This was it, you were done for. Your eyes wandered as you got a quick glimpse of Curly’s dick making his pants wet before Jimmy shoved his dick down your throat.
His dick was big, making your mouth sore soon after he started fucking your face. His hands reached down and squeezed your breasts as he shoved himself in and out of your mouth. Your gag reflex was terrible, with each thrust your throat threatened to throw up. Jimmy put one hand on your throat, feeling himself through your skin and murmuring a soft cuss.
You couldn’t see it but Curly sat in Jimmy’s spinning desk chair, dick practically bouncing out of his jumpsuit. Jimmy looked back and prompted him to jack off while watching him fuck Curly’s girl. You could only assume he listened since Jimmy didn’t repeat himself. For a second Jimmy stood with his dick as far down your throat as he could. You tried so hard to grab another breath before his balls covered your nose, causing you to not be able to breathe. Despite that, you tried, only getting a whiff of his sweaty body, “Swallow bitch.” Jimmy slapped your face before you felt cum enter you. Before you could even try to swallow you began to throw up around his dick. “What the fuck!” Jimmy pulled himself out of you.
You coughed and coughed, trying to get it all out. You rolled to your stomach and continued to throw up. Once you finished you tried to get in as much air as you could. “You’re fucking disgusting.” Jimmy spoke, dragging you to the floor once more, “let’s see how you liked being covered in puke.” He threatened, shoving your face in whatever you had for lunch. The smell was horrible and the texture was even worse. The mix of both only made you throw up even more. Jimmy pulled your hair back, “maybe you can puke all that weight off. You should be doing this after every meal.” Curly continued to watch, he was in pain seeing you so hurt. But his dick throbbed and that hurt even more.
Jimmy dragged you back onto the bed, pulling your thighs close to him. He spat on his fingers and shoved all four in at once to prepare you. He slammed into you as he put his hand around your throat. He grabbed the sides tightly, allowing you to breathe but still keeping the pain, “why don’t you join in?” Jimmy asked Curly, “don’t you want to ruin her?” He pulled out completely and squatted down so he could try and shove his whole hand in your vagina.
“Fuck! Stop! That hurts so much!” You screamed. You could head a few footsteps before Jimmy’s hand was replaced by an even thicker cock than before. You knew it was Curly without even having to open your eyes. He would be gentle. Curly would clean you up afterward, everything was going to be ok. A few tears fell from your eyes, not from the stimulation but from self pity. How did you even get yourself into this mess?
“Maybe you could be a sex worker if we get back to Earth.” Jimmy commented. Curly pounded into you, rougher than he had ever been before. It didn’t feel like he was the same person you had grown to know. Jimmy twisted one of your nipples with his fingers, making sure to continue even after you begged for his mercy. He loved being in charge.
Curly pulled out and sat down on the bed next to you, pulling you onto his lap. He paused for a second, running his hand along the still not healed wounds on your back. “What did you do?” Not one of you was fully sure who he was asking.
You noticed Jimmy bend down and reach into something as you sat patiently on Curly’s lap. Your legs spread open as Curly’s legs decided how open he wanted you to be. His hands wrapped around your waist as Jimmy continued to look for something by his bedside. He buried his head into your neck and sucked. His teeth made marks in your skin while his mouth turned it purple. Your arms held onto his tightly, eyes closed shut in pleasure. You felt safe in his arms even though you knew you weren’t. Jimmy held a familiar razor to your stomach. Curly watched as he held you tightly, you couldn’t escape no matter how hard you tried.
“No- please don’t.” Your plea was interrupted by the razor digging into your skin, dragging from in between your tits down to your belly button. You squirmed against Curly from the pain. Jimmy bent down and licked the wound, in taking every ounce of blood he could, “you’re fucking sick!” You managed to spit on his head. He was quick to grab your face with one hand and drag the razor down the side of your face. Curly readjusted himself, moving your body so his dick poked at your asshole. “No!” Jimmy pushed your legs down, pushing Curly’s dick into your ass. It felt like you were on fire. Jimmy quickly positioned himself so he could fuck you too.
Both your holes were full of cock, and it burned. Jimmy dragged the razor across your thighs. You continued to cry, pretty loudly at this point. Everything hurt, it didn’t even feel good anymore. Jimmy took your face in his hand once more and pried your mouth open, he spat in it and forced it closed, “you’re a fucking whore and nothing more.” His words cut deep, even worse than the razor. Curly’s hands bounced your hips up and down. You couldn’t believe he was doing this to you. You expected this behavior from Jimmy, but never from Curly.
Jimmy held the razor to your neck, “fucking kill me already.” You pleaded, unsure if you were joking or not. He smiled sadistically. This felt like a whole new level of fucked up and there wasn’t even a contract for you to sign. Curly folded under absolutely no pressure at all. Jimmy could tell him to take the razor and cut your neck himself and you were sure he’d do it. You feel his cum drip down and create a sticky mess as he bounces you up and down his cock. You mustered up all the strength you had to push Jimmy away and get yourself off of Curly. Jimmy sat on the ground where you pushed him and watched as you pathetically tried to get away. “I’m- I’m not a doll!” You tried to reason with them. As you fell to your knees and leaned against the bed, Curly groped at your tits.
Jimmy stood up and continued to pump his dick until he sent his cum all down your chest. He even took a finger and smushed some of it into your open wound on your chest. Before he began to put his clothes back on he spat on you one last time and pushed his foot into your stomach, “You’re whatever I want you to be.” He ushered for Curly to follow, and once he got his clothes on, he did. Leaving you there, covered in filth, alone. You took a second to process what just happened before you screamed.
“Grant Curly, get your ass back in here!” You demanded. Probably loud enough that the whole ship heard you. You could hear a small protest from Jimmy but Curly came to help you anyway. If there was one moment you were glad he didn’t answer to Jimmy, you were glad it was this one. He looked at you with such a sad expression. He touched your forehead with his own but he had a lot more apologizing to do if he wanted your relationship to even try to go back to normal after that.