Annie is cruel. Truly cruel. When you act out or brat at her, she doesn’t guide you, doesn’t overstimulate you to teach you a lesson. No, she outright stops touching you altogether. No matter how much you beg and whine, trying to get her attention, she doesn’t let up. Only once she decides it’s time, once she sees you broken down and quiet and obedient, only then does she touch you again.
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Warnings: female reader (use of girl and she), cam work, fucking machine, strapon, size kink, daddy kink, oral (f→dildo)
With Annie, it starts with you. You posted some pictures here and there, accepted tips and extra subs for a monthly audio of your moans and begs and whines late at night so your roommate couldn't hear. But then you met Annie, moved in with her, confessed you loved her, bought a hamster together all within six months because she was just - everything, everything to you, for you.
She never mentions the packages full of frilly, lacy lingerie or the little costumes you model for her because who is she to complain? You're crawling up her torso with crotchless panties and a pair of bunny ears on your head, what else is she gonna do? And the one time Annie accepts a big package, a big big box that''s heavy and kinda clanky - she investigates while you're out at the patisserie buying lunch.
"A fucking machine? Really?" it's not aggressive by any means, coming out of the cold and the wind and the rain to find your girlfriend amongst instructions and booklets detailing how to put the contraption together, "My fingers not enough for you huh?" but she's got this funny little smirk on her lips, cherry red and matching the dildo in her hands, the one you'd ordered to go with the machine. You're stunned to silence, gaping like a fish when she presses a kiss to the tip of the dick and fixes it to the smooth metal arm attached to a slimline machine.
"This for a milestone or what? Last time I checked you were at 9k?"
It wasn't a secret what you did, what the spare room was for, why you often crawled on to her lap late in the evenings with teary eyes and a drippy pussy. Annie didn't get jealous or angry or even curious really, you had your job and she had hers; money was money and if it included getting your tits out every so often then she didn't find reason to complain.
"For - I did a raffle for my 10k, said one of my premium subs could choose a present for me," you find your voice when Annie fiddles with the little dial on the machine, setting it to slow and the dildo starts thrusting into the air, the whirring somewhat quieter than the two of you were expecting.
She sees your thighs clench. You see a fire light in her eyes. Her lips part and you whimper.
"Take it, you can take it honey," there's a camera angled almost above you, zooming in on the bulbous head fluttering over your clit, puffy and slippery with lube. You're - you're a goddamn mess because above you, Annie stands donning a sports bra and a pair of tight black boxers, accentuating the curve of her and the the slight of her hips. And her? Annie's not much better, cooing down at you with fake confidence because she's gotta stay strong, gotta stay tall above where your thighs are pulled up and out, pussy pudging and gaping for the dildo that teases you endlessly. On the bed, a laptop shows a livestream of what Annie is filming, subs increasing by the minute and donations popping off with every slow, meticulous thrust of the dildo against you,
"In yeah? What it inside? How deep baby, tell me how deep you want it," your viewers have never seen this shot of you, never had a livestream before, never had commentary before and they are loosing their minds, struggling to type, struggling to donate, struggling to subscribe.
You look up at your girlfriend with glassy eyes, lip bitten and raw, cheeks wet with tears and your hips search for more, wriggling and rolling with every rolling thrust till the head catches just right,
"Please - want it! Do it deep Annie, want it so deep please! wanna be stuffed and so full Annie!" she doesn't really care that you're begging using her real name, she wouldn't want it any other way - any other name spilling from your mouth when the head of the dildo pops into your cunt and glides effortlessly deeper; then maybe she'd have to intervene. In her free hand, she controls the speed, increasing quicker than you're prepared for but you're not complaining, can't complain, not when you've got your head thrown back and you're panting like a dog.
"That's a good girl, look at her - she's such a good little girl taking all that cock isn't she? You wanna see a bit more? Wanna see the little whore take more? Another cock? My cock perhaps?" you're sobbing by the time Annie positions herself by your head, straps tight against her hips and thighs and cock jutting out from her body, thinner than the one pounding mercilessly away at you but it's veiny and the most realistic one she owns. Perfect for shoving between your perfect, drooly lips when you cry out her name, eyes catching the flash of the camera as it pans down your quivering body,
"Oh no honey," Annie simpers, pointing the camera to where the dial lays forgotten and out of reach, up on nearly the highest setting, "Looks like you're gonna have to take it till i'm satisfied, till we're all satisfied, be a good girl now - suck daddy's cock,"
