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─── kinktober 7: dumbification
⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ — PAIRING. skylar price (yandere!teammate) x sub fem!reader
⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ — CONTENTS. DUMBIFICATION. overstimulation, hand restraints, sex toys, edging, multiple orgasms, forced orgasms, praise/degradation, use of petnames like baby, love, good girl, slut
⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ — NOTES. 2.1k words. was originally day 7 of my kinktober prompt list. SORRY this one got released a lil late !!! i forgot to queue it up
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skylar wouldn't call himself a sadist, and maybe that's something the two of you will just have to disagree on. not that you necessarily have a huge problem with it— or that he would believe you if you tried to say that you did. the nonchalant little smirk he manages to have, even when he’s actively breaking you into tiny, overstimulated pieces… it's the sort of thing that haunts your nightmares and populates your naughty dreams.
it sort of sneaks up on you, too. one minute, you’re just enjoying each other, touching and kissing and getting lost— and the next, he’s somehow got you pinned down, using all the things he’s learned about your body to make you cry with need, whether it was the need to cum or the need to stop cumming.
today was no exception.
honestly, it was kind of a blur— you weren't even sure how you ended up in this position. one minute you had been on the bed, under him, your legs wrapped around his waist and your fingers sink into his wavy hair as he kissed you breathless. now, though, you were flipped onto your stomach across Skylar’s lap, your wrists caught in a pair of lined leather cuffs that held them against the iron bars at the foot of the bed. your legs stretched out behind you, one of his arms wrapped snugly around your waist to keep you pinned… while his other hand held the wand between your thighs.
it was becoming impossible to think. the only sounds in the room were you barely coherent whining and begging, floating just above the loud, relentless buzzing of the vibrator pressed snuggly against your aching cunt. it buzzes against your clit, too much and so perfect all at once, making wet, slick sounds as he moves it in slow, torturous circles.
you buck and whine, fingers wrapped around the chain of your cuffs, knuckles white. inside your head, you’re screaming, but all that comes out are babbling stutters and moans, pleading incoherently for mercy as he brings you right back to the edge. his hand is steady, even as your legs tremble and try to squeeze, to force his hand to stay trapped between your thighs, a tingly warmth spreading through you as you pant and mewl—
but, just like he has over and over again for the last god knows how long, skylar yanks his hand out from between your thighs, leaving your pussy clenching and pulsing right on the edge with no satisfaction.
“no!” you cry, squirming in his lap as you kick your legs, feeling indignant, desperate tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. you feel so hot, skin slick with a thin sheen of sweat, and the orgasm he’s been keeping at bay for probably over an hour now still burning inside you.
“shh, baby,” skylar cooed at you, a mixture of adoring and condescending that makes your insides twist up. his arm tightens around you, keeping you from thrashing too hard. “it's not so bad. it's not even turned all the way up yet,” he teases, and you just sniffle and whine in response.
with only a few seconds of cooldown time, skylar cruelly presses the wand against you again, taking your breath away as he rubs it back and forth against your clit. you choke on a high pitched moan, practically squealing as he pushes you right back to the edge. you can feel it, so close, can practically taste it, and it almost hurts— it’s too much, too fast—
and then it's gone again, your sore, tense muscles releasing as he leaves you dangling right on the cusp.
“please, please, sky— can’t take it anymore,” you babble and cry, your breath coming in shallow, shaky pants as he denies you once again.
“actually baby, you’re taking it very well for me,” skylar corrects, his free hand roaming over your back, soothing the way your muscles twitch and tremble. he watched you carefully, making sure you were on the edge of insanity in a good way, not in a way that was going to make you safeword. but that mischievous glint was still in his eyes, always ready to push you harder.
you make a choked sound, your breath catching in your throat as you desperately shake your head. “no, no, please— need to cum so bad,” you cry,
“you really wanna cum that bad, baby?” skylar asks, and before you know it, he’s pushing the wand back between your thighs, grinning at the way your thighs twitch apart and your hips buck when it makes contact. he guides the head of the toy, pressing it right against your clit once again, watching as you throw your head back and jerk. “you know i’m not gonna stop after you cum, pretty girl. i’m gonna hold this right here, turn it up ‘til you’re screaming, make you cum for me until there's not a thought left in that pretty head of yours.”
you can barely register what he’s saying, too busy desperately trying to grind your hips against the toy he’s pressing against you, the muscles in your abdomen tightening.
“you sure that's what you want?” skylar prompts, moving the wand in slow, small circles around your clit. “you wanna be my dumb little orgasm doll?”
you nod your head quickly, squeezing your eyes shut, incapable of thinking about the consequences of your actions when you’re just so fucking desperate for a reprieve from the constant edging and denial. you can’t see the way skylar’s face practically lights up, that cool, sadistic grin stretching across his face as you fall so perfectly, so beautifully, into his trap.
he says nothing. but this time, he doesn't pull the wand away when you start to tremble, the heat building up and zinging up your spine. it makes your whole body feel floaty and tingly, waves of electric pleasure lapping at you until you reach the edge, and you half expect him to pull away at the last second, but finally—
your eyes roll back and your hips stutter, release finally washing over you. your dripping, aching cunt clenches and flutters around nothing, and skylar holds the vibrator right where you need it most, keeping the head buzzing right against your sensitive clit. you gasp and moan, your head dropping down until your forehead hits the blankets under you, your arms trembling as the cuffs hold your wrists tight.
“aww, baby,” skylar coos, chuckling to himself as he watches the muscles in your back flex as you writhe in his lap, “that feels good, doesn't it? that's it, let it all out for me.”
you whine against the blanket, the orgasm turning into powerful aftershocks that have your legs twitching, but he doesn't let up. he keeps the wand pressed tightly against you, and begins moving it in slow circles again, drawing figure eights over your sensitive, swollen clit. you nearly choke on your own breath, your chest heaving as he plants his hand flat on the small of your back to keep you from bucking too hard.
“s-skylar—” you cry, the pleasure never ending, feeling trapped in a loop of sensations that have only just begun. every shift or squirm or twitch only had you rocking and inadvertently grinding your clit against the wand even harder, your vision already going a little fuzzy around the edges. you’re so sensitive from all the buildup, the countless denials and edges, and it shocks even you how quickly you can feel your body working its way to the next orgasm.
“i told you, didn't i? said if you wanted to cum, i’d keep it right here, right on that pretty clit of yours, and you said yes,” skylar told you, tone dripping with condescension. “now you gotta take what i give you, love.”
you tried to squeeze your thighs together, but that did nothing to shield you. there's barely any time to breathe, the vibrations so intense on your slick, pulsing cunt that all you can do is let your mouth fall open in a silent ‘o’ and let your eyes roll back as the second orgasm creeps up on you, so quickly that you don't know how to react.
your body jerks as it hits you, waves of white-hot pleasure washing over you, your muscles tense, your entire body wound tight.
and still, he doesn't stop. you feel his hand shift, and then he’s messing with the buttons on the handle of the wand, and suddenly, the vibrator is being turned up. the intensity takes your breath away, dragging a raw shriek from your sore throat as you tug at the chain of your cuffs, trying to pull your hips away.
skylar wraps his arm back around your waist. “no, baby, you’re gonna take it. i wanna see you cum your little brains out,” he says, oddly soothing as he holds you still for more of this torment.
“‘s too much,” you cry, tears welling up in your eyes and sliding down your cheeks, the salty liquid burning the skin of your cheeks.
“i know, baby, you’re gettin’ so sensitive for me, aren’t you?” he coos, leaning over you to place a kiss on the top of your head. but despite the condescending sweetness of his words and the softness of his kiss, he doesn't relent. he glides the vibrator up and down your slick cunt, coating the head in your arousal, making slick, wet noises as he rubs it back and forth. “can you hear how wet and sloppy you are, baby?”
you can’t answer him, lungs seizing as he slides the vibrator back down, holding it against your clit. it burns, but it also still feels so good— too good. you moan, high pitched and broken, panting as your hips twitch and rock uncontrollably, movements uneven and uncoordinated.
“can’t answer me already? you’ve only cum twice,” skylar teases. “i didn't think it would be so easy to get you all pliant and dumb for me, but you always manage to surprise me. maybe you were just born to be my stupid, needy slut, hm?”
it's those words that push you over the edge for the third time. you shudder and shake, legs spasming as your knees push down into the bed, but even when you try to lift your hips away, his hand follows you. your vision whites out when you cum this time, and you feel like your brain is turning into a pink mush inside your head, melting out your ears. it just never ends— the previous orgasm barely melts away before the next one is looming on the horizon.
you push your hips back, now raised up on your knees with your face pushed into the bed, fingers trembling as you tug uselessly at the restraints above your head.
“you’re so cute like this,” skylar teases, his hand moving over the plane of your back and then over your ass, fingers dipping between your thighs and towards your exposed cunt. his fingers spread you apart, and he chuckles at the way you hiccup and cry when he circles the tip of his finger around your empty, dripping cunt.
his words echo around in your head, but you can't focus on them. all you can think about is the feeling of the wand on your clit, and the feeling of his fingers beginning to push into you, sinking in slowly and giving you something to clench around. your world is slowly narrowing down, going fuzzy and hazy at the edges, your vision blurry with tears.
“mmh—!” you whine, barely aware of the drool dripping out of your open mouth, wetting the duvet below you. your hips push back against his fingers, thighs tensing up and trembling as he slowly stretches you out.
skylar grins. “yeah, baby? can’t speak? did all those big girl words drip out of this pretty pussy of yours already?” he chuckles, working his fingers in and out of you, watching the way you jerk and shudder. his thumb moves over the buttons on the wand, and he clicks it again, cycling through the settings to find the one that vibrates in a pulsing pattern. your answering mewl sends a shiver of pleasure up his spine.
“a few more like this, love,” skylar coos, “and then, when you can’t take anymore, i’ll fuck you stupid on my cock. and you’ll take it, won’t you? like a good little brainless girl.”
all you can do in response is twitch and whine, and feel your cunt pulse around his fingers as he makes you cum— again.
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