can i request karma tying up a fem!s/o? maybe it starts as a training exercise or joke or something but they both realise they’re into it 👀
Hello my loveee thank u for requesting this i 🥵🥵 be sweatin over my boi Karma i rlly needed this one smh
〰️♥️ A lost bet- Karma x reader ♥️〰️
Tags: lowkey bdsm, fem! Reader, rope play
Word count: 579 words
“Go on then (y/n),”
His words were cooed in a teasing manner. One that you knew all too well from the way he always taunted everyone around him. The one laced with carefree pride and dripping with utter arrogance. The one he had never used on you before, “wanna bet?”
You could only laugh. Karma has been your boyfriend for two years now. You trusted he wouldn’t hurt you this far into the game.
As he wished, you got yourself comfortable on his huge, wooden-framed bed. A rope was produced, seemingly from mid-air. Why he had such an old, tattered rope in his possession you had no idea, but Karma’s brought in worse. He was kinda like a cat that lovingly brought you dead rats. You found it intriguing
Tonight was just another one of those blissful nights alone with each other. No parents, no school tomorrow, no work to cram over, no facade to hold high. Just you two and no one else. Exactly how you both liked it. And right now, after punching above your weight in terms of comparing your strength to his, he had embarked on a personal mission to prove you wrong
You knew you should probably have backed down the moment he pulled out the rope, but somehow the fire in his eyes lit something inside of you, too. You were curious more than anything. In moments, you found yourself obediently propped upon his pillows- huge, innocent eyes set on him.
You knew Karma was into this. You had talked about it a few times but had never gotten around to doing it. It excited you enough to forget that this was all just a game. A lost bet rather than your boyfriend getting all dominant and sadistic with you.
It seemed the excitement had the same effect on him, too.
You lay back on the pillows as the sturdy, unfrayed rope met your wrists, shooting sparks up each arm. Something about giving into him… letting him own and control your entire body sent more electrifying shocks into your stomach. The feeling of his warm chest atop yours did little to help subside that
It didn’t take long for the joking to stop and Karma’s darker side to take over, and suddenly the bet meant nothing at all. He didn’t try to hide the bulge in his jeans as he tightly knotted the rope to his sturdy headboard. You couldn’t tell what felt better: the feeling of him pressing against you or the slight rope burn on your wrists. God you were a masochist
He must have noticed the submission setting in on your face because fingers squeezed your inner thighs and pried them apart, sending your loud moans echoing off his walls. You quickly pulled forward to cover your mouth but were only tugged sharply back to the bed by your bounds
“It’s fun to watch you struggle, princess” he hummed lowly, moving down to press his lips against yours, “do it again-”
His wandering hands pressed further down your thighs and teasingly brushed your panties. Not enough to satiate you in any way, but damn if it didn’t make your hips involuntarily shoot up to try and grasp any form of gratification from his touch
A thunderous laugh filled the room; one that made you question his sanity altogether. He was gaining so much from seeing you squirm around beneath him...so helpless, so submissive, and all his
You had to admit, losing a bet never felt so good