RYAN — Fabray. Switch. 24 years old. I'm good at three things: singin', fuckin', and cookin'. I grew up in Mobile, Alabama, studied at Julliard and intend on becoming an Opera singer once I'm through here. Currently a stripper at the Lima Pole. I'm always looking for a good time and when that fails, it always finds me. Relationship status: no claims & single.
Thank you, Miss! Oh, this sounds great. I look forward to seeing what you choose for the winter months. I’ve already started making a few things for myself.
You don’t have to thank me. What does your week look like? Are you free Tuesday afternoon?
“Sure you could. You’d be amazing. You’re patient with me when I’m your student. And I’m worse than any four year old ever could be.” He chuckled. Mostly what made these events so fun was just the unconditional love of the kids’ families. He loved that he had a part in creating something that might be a memory they all shared for years to come. The bar/grill was busy, but they didn’t have to wait to get a table. He put on a considering face. “Well… hmm… I’m feeling fancy. I’ll get a Manhattan.” He wasn’t a big drinker usually and when he did it was usually just a beer, but today felt too fun for that.
“I doubt that.” But Ryan left it at that. She was aware that it was probably inevitable that once she passed her prime as an opera singer, she would have to turn to teaching. But that was too far into the future for her to worry herself about. Ryan flagged down a waiter and ordered him a Manhattan and herself a margarita. It was nice to not have to ask permission to do any of this. She reminded herself this was why she set herself free. Especially in those moments when she felt herself saddened by the decision she made to break up with Nate. Once their drinks got there, she held her glass up for a toast. “Here’s to a new generation of artists.”
Did you find anyone to help, Miss? I’m always open for some rearranging and organization.
I did get some help, but I know you to be a organized and efficient worker. I would like you to help me with the packing of my summer clothes. I will have Good Will come and pick them up.
I’m always up for a shopping trip, carrying bags and offering opinions on how good some clothes look on you, Miss!
I’ve got someone helping me with the shopping part but I would like you after the trip to help me unpack my bags and refill my closet. I might even put on a fashion show for you, let you see some of the new pieces I ended up buying.
Miss, I’d love to help you pack. I’m very good at it, and let’s face it, I love clothes and shopping. Would I be allowed to help you pick out the new things for winter?
I do recall that you’re a great shopping partner from our trips before. So you can come to town to do that with me and I’ll supply dinner. Of course you can help me pick out new things for winter. I have other people offering their assistance as well so I’ll let them do the packing up and organizing.
I could come with you Miss? I like going into town and I even don’t mind buying us dinner. If you would like, I’ll even not sit at the table unless ya want me too Miss.
Originally posted by raven-gillians
Why would I invite you to dinner then sit at a different table than you?
He took the flowers. It felt like he should feel as proud of this as he did opening night of 42nd Street. “Thanks. As crazy as it is working with rugrats, it’s actually so fun.” He smelled the flowers and turned sideways to offer her his arm. “I absolutely am. They wore me the heck out.”
“I don’t know if I ever could,” she confessed. “It takes a lot of patience. The level of competence needs to be high. But like I said, they looked good up there.” It was a pretty big turn out and the energy from the kids’ parents were contagious, which made it more enjoyable. “You certainly deserve it. First couple rounds are on me.” She joined arms with him and led him across the street. There was a bar nearby so before they knew it, they were already being seated in the bustling restaurant. “What do you want first?” She asked, peeling her coat off and hanging it on the chair next to her.
There’s no point in holding onto my summer clothes anymore. Which means I’d like a submissive to help me pack up my old clothes, accompany me into town for some shopping, and refilling my closet with newer winter clothes. Dinner will be provided by me. For those of you interested, feel free to respond to this or message me directly.
F2F: Tommy was bouncing. He’d had to wait for the last of his Tiny Tappers to be fully and safely in the custody of their parents and then he immediately made his way over to Ryan. He hugged her tightly. “Thanks! They did good huh?”
Ryan was certainly someone who understood that post show exhilaration that Noah was feeling. He did a good job. “They did an incredible job. You did an incredible job. Proud of you.” Ryan handed him the small bouquet of flowers she was holding before returning the hug. “Ready to go get that drink now?” She asked as she pulled away.
Text: Hi Mistress! I’m doing really well, thanks - I was happy to help you win the other day, even if I was disappointed not to get the prize. How’ve you been?
This had been building up for a long time. Ryan and Santana meeting and getting to know each other right at the tail end of her claim couldn't have been timed better. Things changed quickly, but to Ryan it seemed like it was all timed perfectly. Long enough for her to get back into her own space and have Santana kneeling for her in her own living room. She smirked down at the other girl, body tense with anticipation. "I've been looking forward to this all week, little devil. It's the perfect way to start this new chapter of my life. My favorite little devil on her knees for me. I bet you can't wait to eat this pussy of mine, can you?" Ryan lifted her skirt, just enough for her to flash the toy that was resting between her legs. "I think it's time we live out that fantasy of yours, hm?"
Santana
The Switch was no longer claimed, an interesting development in Santana’s opinion that suited her pretty well. She’d not had the best first interaction with the Lynn boy and thus she hadn’t seen him approving of this. Now she didn’t have to worry about any of that, instead she just waited on her knees in anticipation. “It’s all that’s occupied my thoughts for days Master, I can tell you how many times I’ve put my hand between my legs thinking about getting to taste you.” The submissive purred, her cunt clenching a little as Ryan flashed the toy that they’d spoken about. “Please.” She responded, a rare word from her lips.
Ryan
Ryan would never grow tired of hearing that title from Santana. It was like the rebranding that she didn't know it needed. It was currently her favorite sound from the submissive, though she was sure that was going to change after tonight. Ryan didn't know where to start, there was so much she wanted to do. "Is that right?" Ryan laced her fingers through the Latina's hair. "And exactly how many times did you cum thinking about tasting my cunt, hm?" Ryan's other hand clutched Santana's face by her chin, bringing her gaze up to meet hers. Then she pried open her mouth with two fingers. "Open wide, bitch. Show me if your mouth can even fit my cock inside."
Santana
Life had been slightly less tiresome since she had admitted to herself this was what she wanted, not so much the submission she’d always knew that would bring her pleasure to an extent. But doing it exclusively with beautiful women, now that was such an improvement. “Five.. maybe six..” Santana smirked, thinking how much she had enjoyed herself. Wanky. Literally. Ryan’s fingers prying open her mouth wasn’t something she would have pictured being hot but the action sent a wave of arousal down her body and she complied opening her mouth for the blonde.
Ryan
That was a bigger number than Ryan expected and it resulted in a hearty moan from the Switch as she pictured the other girl losing control with images of her on Santana's mind. "Now that's an image I'm going to need brought to life at some point, your fingers in between your legs, telling me how much you wish it were my fingers or my mouth or my cock there. I'll make you bring yourself to the edge over and over again without actually giving you permission to cum until you're a dripping begging mess." Ryan stuck a third and a fourth finger into her mouth until it was open as wide as it could go. When she removed her fingers, it only gave Santana relief for a few seconds before the was teasing her lips with the tip of the strap on. "Get my cock nice and wet."
Santana
The Switch moaning was something that would have brought a smirk to the dark haired girls lips if she wasn’t so preoccupied with the fingers in her mouth. She moaned around Ryans hand as she brought forth the image of her edging and desperate for the girls cock with Ryan standing over her watching and taunting her. The girl was drooling just a little by the time the Domme pulled her fingers away. Breathless. Though she had to swallow her breath quickly as she was faced with the strap on, opening her mouth again to lay a long lick down the length while making eye contact with Ryan before she took it into her mouth properly.October 1, 2020
Ryan
It was the eye contact that really captivated Ryan. As much as she wanted to, she couldn't look away. Even as Santana's mouth watered and drool dripped down her chin, Ryan's eyes were fixed on her eyes. The blonde licked her lips and stepped forward as Santana took the toy in her mouth. Only then did hazel eyes flick down to see just how gorgeous the submissive looked with her mouth stuffed with her cock. Before long, however, Ryan was transfixed with her eyes, big and dark with lust. A silent plea asking for Ryan to fuck her up. There was hardly time for her to get used to the feeling of it in her mouth before Ryan was bucking her hips forward, pushing the cock down the other girl's throat, choking her. All the while keeping Santana's gaze. Her hand was firm on the back of her head, ensuring that Santana couldn't move and that Ryan was in complete and total control.
Santana
Santana shifted on her knees in a move that could be interpreted as her adjusting herself to take the toy more easily in her mouth, but it reality it was to shift her thighs together a little to satisfy her already aching cunt. As Ryan pushed her cock all the way to the back of her throat the submissive gagged a little. But the firm hand on the back of her head only made her more aroused, God who was she? Turned on by being so helpless. She whimpered just a little as she kept eye contact with the blonde, her eyes watering just a little.
Ryan
Ryan could see the change in Santana's eyes as she slipped into a more submissive headspace. Though the ferocity and fire was sure to stay. She smirked at the way she whimpered and Ryan wanted more of it, so she used her free hand to plug her nose, cutting off air for just a few seconds, just long enough for the tears at the brim of Santana's eyes to roll down her cheeks. There were a few seconds of relief for Santana before she repeated the action, this time pushing the cock as far down Santana's throat as she possibly could and plugging her nose for a lot longer. This time, she wanted Santana to beg for air. Or see how much she could with her eyes alone.
Santana
Santana probably wouldn’t have admitted it aloud, even to Ryan but she didn’t think she’d ever been more aroused than she was right now. There was just something about Ryan’s confidence and complete ownership of the situation that just drove her crazy. She let out another little choked moan as Ryan cut off the air the first time. Feeling drool drip down her chin, along with the tears that were flowing freely. The brunette gasped for air in her brief moment of relief before the Domme was plugging her nose again. Brown eyes gazed up at Ryan through her tears, a little fuzzy from the lack of air as she begged her to have pity with only those brown irises. Pity wasn’t a word that had ever crossed her mind until now, but the best coherent thought she could come up with was Please Master.
Ryan
Ryan couldn't remember the last time she had this much complete and utter control. There was no reason to hide or worry about who was on the other side of her bedroom door while she snuck around trying to fulfill more than half of who she was. This was who she was and she wasn't as sure as in this moment with Santana giving herself completely. Her body was buzzing and she was eager to unleash all of her pent up Domme energy on the willing submissive. All of it went strait to her gut. The tears, the spit, and the silent plea of her eyes. Still, Ryan didn't give any relief until she could see a slight red tint on Santana's face. Even when she pulled the cock out, her hand was firm on Santana's chin, holding her gaze. "What was that, little devil? I couldn't hear you with your mouth stuffed with my cock." Ryan turned her hips just enough to smack the side of Santana's face with the strap. "Make sure you speak up."
Santana
Later Santana would consider why it was so hot to her that Ryan didn’t stop choking her right away, but for now her head was barely clear enough to think past the next few minutes. She breathed heavily when Ryan finally pulled the toy out, another small moan escaping her when the blonde spoke. “You’re so hot Master.” She told the Switch without really thinking about it, the cock slapping her face making her pussy clench. “I want you so much.”
Ryan
It wasn't at all what Ryan was expecting Santana to say, but she liked it. A lot. The clear desperation in her voice mixed in with the scratchiness of being choked. She enjoyed the way the silicone ricocheted off her Santana's face, so she slapped the other side of her face as well. "And what exactly do you want, hm?" Ryan asked in a low voice. "For me to keep slapping you in the face with my cock to remind you that you're my little bitch. Or do you want me to treat you like the little cock slut you are and bend you over this couch and fuck you until you're thighs are soaked and your legs are shaky? Hm?"October 2, 2020
Santana
Santana trembled just a little with excitement when the rubber cock slapped against her face once more. “I want your big cock in my cunt so badly Master, I want you fuck me like the whore I am.. but I also know that it’s not about what I want it’s about pleasing you. So if you want to remind me what a little bitch I am, then I’ll be more than fucking grateful.” The dark haired girl responded, pushing her tits together as subtly as she could manage with her arms hoping that a response like that would lead to a reward.
Ryan
The first comment, Ryan expected. She could tell just by looking at Santana how desperate she was to be fucked. What she was surprised hu was the following comment. Ryan smirked then bent down a little bit so she could be eye level with the submissive. “You mean like this?” Ryan slapped her cheek then wrapped her hand around the front of her throat. “Because right now you are nothing more than my little bitch, are you?”October 3, 2020
Santana
Santana let out another shaky breath as the Domme got on eye level with her, goosebumps rising on her skin as Ryan’s eyes met her own. The submissive outwardly moaned when Ryan slapped her. God that was hot. “I’m your bitch Master.” She gasped with the blondes hand around her throat.
Ryan
"That's right, my little bitch." Ryan emphasized the word my by tightening the grip she had on Santana's neck and pulling her closer. "That's what I like to hear." Ryan released her grip and stood up. She pulled her dress off, leaving her in nothing but the strap. "Stand up, little bitch. And come bend over the arm of the couch." She pointed to where she wanted the other girl. "You better be stripped and ready by the time I finish applying the lube or you won't be getting fucked tonight."
Santana
Santana wondered if Ryan could tell that it went straight to her cunt when she said shit like that, hopefully she didn’t, that was too much power for one person. She let out a little “O.” And then “Yes Master.” As Ryan removed her dress, and then started to scramble to her feet. Shedding lingerie as fast as she could, there was no way she was going to miss getting fucked after all this, she bent over the arm of the couch spreading her legs and showing off how wet she was.
Ryan
It was amusing for Ryan, watching Santana scramble to her feet and strip the garments off her body. She might have been in a rush because of her orders, but Ryan took her time running her fingers up her thigh before grabbing her ass. "That's a good little bitch." She teased her opening, then ran the head of the toy up and down her slit. "You're so fucking wet for me, little devil." Ryan used her free hand to grab her hair by the roots and pull her head back so that she could lick the outer shell of her ear. "You love it when I slap you and call you my little bitch." It wasn't a question - more of a statement. Then without any further warning, she pushed her hips forward, burying the cock deep inside Santana.
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