Anon Requested: Hello :), can u write something where Nat is punishing reader but cross a line and reader have to call the safeword, and then Nat feels really guilty and confort reader? If you don't want to thats okey too, thanks
Warnings: Degradation and praise, daddy kink, soft dom Natasha, masturbation (Nat), ab riding, restraints, fingering, some edging and orgasm denial, vibrators, strap-on, breast play, nipple clamps, spreader bar, choking, overstimulation, dom/sub, aftercare
Word Count: 1,906
"Nat, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry baby." Natasha ignored your pleads as she tied you down on the bed. She gave the restraints on your wrists a tug to make sure they were secure.
"No, you're not," she growled, reaching into the pocket of her jeans. Your eyes widened when you saw the knife. Natasha leaned down to your ear, smirking. "But you will be."
The redhead used the knife to cut the dress you were wearing, earning a whine from you. "Natty, that was my favorite dress!" She rolled her eyes at you as she finished the act.
"I'll buy you another one," was all she said before she threw the ruined material onto the floor. "And it'll be for my eyes only. Is that understood, kotenok?"
She waited for your response, a shy "yes, Natasha" falling from your lips before she moved onto your bra. Soon she was tossing it to the floor alongside your ruined dress.
After setting the knife aside, Natasha looked down at your body. She hummed softly as she traced every curve with her eyes before they looking into yours. "Color, detka?"
"Green." She smiled and nodded, leaning down to connect her lips with yours. It was a quick kiss, but it wasn't any less passionate than the past kisses she'd given given you.
When the redhead pulled away, she was serious again. Her glaring eyes bore into your soul. You knew exactly what was coming. Just the thought of it all had you wet.
"Who am I?" Natasha stated cooly. You bit your lower lip as you watched her peel the black leather jacket away from her body, tossing it aside. "Daddy," you whimpered.
"Do you know why I have to punish you, kotenok?" You couldn't help bit let out a soft moan when you felt her fingers tug at your panties. "Because I did something bad."
"And what was that?" Natasha pulled on your panties. The sound of the fabric ripping made you want to squeeze your thighs together. But your girlfriend stopped you.
"Answer me," she warned. You let out a whimper when you felt her attach the spreader bar to your ankles so you wouldn't try to close your legs again. "I-I was dancing..."
"You were dancing. But you weren't dancing with me, were you, detka?" Natasha lifted her shirt over her head and threw it to the floor with everything else. "N-No, daddy."
"You weren't just dancing, either." You shook your head as you watched her climb off the bed and unbutton her jeans. When the material hit the floor, you whimpered.
Natasha kept her eyes locked on you as she removed the last two pieces of clothing from her body, the fabric falling to the floor. A minute later, she was straddling you.
"Daddy asked you a question, detka." She grabbed a pair of nipple clamps and a vibrator from the drawer by the bed, earning a moan from you. "No, daddy. I wasn't."
"You were grinding against him, letting him touch what's mine. Isn't that right?" You gasped when you felt her attach the nipple clamps, your back arching. Nat smirked.
"Look at you," Natasha cooed, "such a dumb little whore. I haven't even done anything and you're already arching your back for me." You moaned loudly at her words.
But when you felt her press her thumb down onto your clit as she slowly pushed two fingers inside of you, you gasped and closed your eyes. "Look at me, Y/N."
You obeyed, your eyes locking back onto hers. "This body is mine, is that clear?" You whimpered, trying and failing to buck your hips due to her weight. "This pussy is mine."
"Yes, daddy." Natasha smirked when she felt your walls beginning to tighten around her fingers. You were close, she could feel it. "You're mine, detka. Mine to touch."
You felt the all-too familiar feeling in your stomach, your chest rising and falling with every breath you took and every moan you let out. "Mine to deny."
You whined when she removed her hand, watching as she leaned back on her other hand, giving you the perfect view of her own aroused state. "Mine to tease."
A moan rolled off her tongue when her fingers, the same ones that had been inside of you, slid into her easily due to your slick. "Y/N," Nat moaned as she touched herself.
You whimpered as you watched her add a third finger, her thumb finding her clit. You watched as her digits disappeared and reappeared, wishing they were yours instead.
"Daddy," you whined. The redhead ignored you and continued to fuck herself with her fingers, her green eyes never leaving you. She got herself off to the sight of you.
To the sight of you naked and tied down to the bed. To the sight of the nipple clamps on your breasts. To the sight of you whining and drooling as you watched her.
"Y/N," Nat moaned, curling her fingers inside of her own dripping cunt. "Oh, baby..." You moaned as you watched her grind against her fingers. "Fuck, daddy's cumming!"
Natasha groaned in pleasure as she came undone. After she'd finished riding out her high, she brought her fingers to your lips. "Get them nice and clean for me, kotenok."
You did, moaning when you tasted her on your tongue. Satisfied, she removed her fingers from your lips and crawled up your body, straddling your stomach.
"You're mine," she repeated herself as she grabbed the vibrator. You whimpered as you watched her lower it between your thighs. But when she turned it on, you screamed.
"Fuck! Daddy!" Natasha hummed, smirking at you as she held the vibrator against your clit while she began to buck her hips against you. You moaned loudly at the sight.
"I've always wanted to ride your abs. Did you know that?" The redhead moaned along with you as she slowly grinded on your toned body. "S'why I never train with you."
When the muscles in your stomach began to contract, signaling your fast-approaching orgasm, Natasha sped up her movements. "Get so turned on watching you train."
"Daddy, I-I'm gonna-" "Seeing you covered in sweat, seeing your muscles tense...shit," Nat interrupted you, moans falling from her lips. "I've touched myself thinking about it."
"D-Daddy!" You whined, earning a chuckle from the redhead. "I know, detka. I know. I can feel you tensing up," a sigh of pleasure tore its way past her lips. "Cum with me."
You screamed out in pleasure, her name rolling off your tongue alongside a few choice curses. Natasha leaned down and connected her lips to yours as she rode out her high.
She took the vibrator off of you, turning it off. "Still green, dorogaya?" You nodded up at her and Natasha smiled, pecking your lips one more time before crawling off of you.
You watched as she attached her harness, the sight of the toy making you bite down on your lower lip. It was your favorite one; fiery red, just like her hair.
Natasha removed the spreader bar and set it down on the floor. She pressed her lips to your ankles, kissing each of them softly before crawling to rest between your legs.
You gasped when you felt her ease the toy inside of you, her thrusts slow and gentle at first. But it didn't last. She began moving faster, began fucking into you harder.
"You take daddy's cock so well, baby girl." Natasha cooed, lowering her lips to your breasts. She kissed and nibbled at the skin as she removed the nipple clamps.
You hissed when your nipples were freed, the cold air hitting the sensitive, erect buds. Natasha wrapped her lips around the left while her fingers tugged on the right.
"Your breasts are so beautiful, detka." She hummed against your skin, earning a soft moan from you. She smiled proudly at the marks she'd made on your chest.
"They're beautiful, and they're mine." You nodded harshly, bucking your hips to meet her hard thrusts. Then she returned the vibrator to your clit and turned it on.
"Fuck!" You screamed and arched your back as you came undone, coating Natasha's plastic cock with your second orgasm. But that didn't make her stop fucking you.
You lost count of how many orgasms she'd pulled from you after the fifth one. It was getting to be too much, but you didn't say anything. You didn't want to disappoint her.
She returned to the space between your thighs with another toy, a rabbit vibrator that she guided into you slowly. She turned it on and brought her thumb to your clit.
You began to cry, unable to take anymore. "Red! R-Red!" Natasha stopped what she was doing, immediately. She turned off the vibrator, carefully pulling it out.
She took the nipple clamps that she had put back on you off again, she removed her hand from your throat, and she released you from the restraints you were bound by.
"Shh," Natasha hushed you as she pulled you into her arms, your face buried in her chest as you laid on your sides. "I'm sorry, detka. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."
You shook your head and mumbled against her chest, "y-you didn't." The redhead let out a heavy sigh as she lifted your head, making you face her.
"Why didn't you say something sooner, kotenok?" You shrugged and tried to look away, but she didn't let you. The look she gave you made your heart skip a beat. "Y/N..."
"Didn't want to disappoint you," you mumbled shyly. Nat frowned and pressed her lips to your forehead, kissing it softly. "Hey," she whispered, "you could never disappoint me."
You went quiet and nodded, even though you didn't believe her words. Nat pulled you into her arms as she stood up, carrying you to the bathroom in your shared apartment.
She sat you down on the edge of the bathtub, one arm still wrapped around you while her free hand prepared the bath. "Lavender or strawberries and mint tonight, detka?"
"You pick," you answered with a soft smile. She returned your smile with a nod, opting for the strawberries and mint scented soap before helping you into the bathtub.
"You stay here and enjoy your bath while I go make you some of that tea you love so much." The redhead disappeared before you could object, returning twenty minutes later.
She was in a pair of sweats and a black tank top now, her hair tied back in a brad. In one hand was a towel, fresh out of the dryer. In the other was the tea she promised.
Natasha set the tea down and walked over to you. You let the water out of the tub and rose to your feet, sighing when Natasha wrapped your body in the warm towel.
She helped you out and pulled you into her arms the moment your feet touched the bathroom floor. You smiled when you felt her lips on your forehead.
"Put fresh sheets on the bed, and your favorite movie is in. Just have to hit play." Your smile turned into a grin. "I don't deserve you," you whispered softly.
Natasha frowned. "No. No, you deserve someone better." You giggled at her words and leaned in, lips an inch away from hers. "There's no such thing. I already have the best."
you all deserve someone who isnt embarrassed to love you and tells all their friends about you and saves your selfies, good and bad, to look at when they miss you and loses sleep to talk to you and tells you how much they love you. i hope you all find that!!
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