Imagine being a brat and mouthing off to your werewolf boyfriend all day. He tried to be patient and gave you several warnings, but you didn’t listen. You just kept running your mouth all day until he finally had enough.
Now imagine, as a punishment, he decides to shut you up by fucking you in front of a mirror with a dildo suction cupped to it. He has you on all fours, watching yourself get fucked raw by his fat cock while your mouth is filled with the toy, unable to speak. Each hard thrust he gives you pushes your mouth farther down the silicone cock.
“Fuck I should keep you like this all the time. Is that what you want? Running your mouth all day and acting like a brat. Can’t talk back with a mouth full of cock”, he growls out as he fucks you mercilessly. He keeps going until you are shaking mess of sweat and tears, his knot locked in your stretched cunt and dildo still down your throat.
Now imagine the dildo also has a knot, so he can basically knot you from both ends…
you’ve been real irritable lately, you hid it well until you couldn’t. your kids could see your exhaustion and so could bruce. it took a some small comment from him to make you snap.
“if i was actually going to listen to a man who dresses up as a bat every night to let out his anger, i’d become one of the rogues” you practically growled at bruce before walking out the kitchen. the kids stood around mouth open in shock at the scene.
“is mom/ma/ummi okay?” they asked in unison using whatever variation of mom they call you. bruce’s eyes darkened the moment you stormed out the kitchen. however, he controlled the expression before glancing at his kids.
“she will be. i’m going to go speak with her.” he nods stiffly before heading out the kitchen. he heads towards your room, because you have your own space for when you get in a mood like this. he knocks on the door.
“go away” you answered from your spot on the bed.
“it’s funny you think you have a choice darling. open the door” he replied gruffly. you roll your eyes getting up to open the door, looking up at your husband his blue eyes looking like a raging storm.
“what do you want?” you didn’t get a verbal answer at first, just an irritated look.
“i want whatever this bratty attitude is to stop” he walks into the room shutting the door. “get on the bed” he sees the defiant spark in your eyes, one quick and hard swat to your ass. “now.” you walked over to your bed sitting on the edge. “i’d fuck the attitude out of you. but you don’t deserve that” he unties his tie making you lay back as he undoes his tie. “lay on your stomach”
you don’t hesitate to follow orders. you couldn’t resist the commanding tone he had. he ties your hands to the headboard with his tie before pulling your pajama pants and underwear down in one swift movement.
“you’re going to count and once you’re dripping. i’m going to leave you here tied up and you’re not allowed to touch yourself until i get home. understood?” he grips your chin making you look at him.
“yes sir” you respond softly your voice lacking the bite you had in it moments ago.
“not so feisty anymore? you were incredibly mean to me darling. when has that ever been acceptable?” his breath against your ear.
“never sir” you replied. he nods letting go of your chin.
“you’re getting 20 and that’s me being generous” the first smack to your ass followed, echoing off the walls in the room.
“one…two…. three…four….five” the first five done, you bit your lip to prevent the guttural moans that we’re fighting their way to the surface. his thumb roughly removed your lip from between your teeth before continuing the next series of spankings. “six…seven… eight… nine…. ten…eleven…t-twelve” he stopped when you stuttered slightly running his rough padded fingers along your slit spreading your arousal. “thirteen…fourteen…fifteen…sixteen….s-s-seventeen” seventeen had you scream into your pillow, you know the last three he’s going to make count. you feel like you’re on the edge but you know he isn’t going to let up. “eighteen…nineteen…twenty!” the twentieth spank was straight on your soaked pussy, and it wasn’t a soft one.
“good girl. now have fun sitting here. i have meetings.” he kisses your forehead leaving your room with a satisfied grin on his face. he’ll give you what you really need later. but, you’re gonna learn your lesson and go untouched for the next couple hours. despite how tempting you looked, bratty behavior deserves a punishment.
can you do a really bratty cat hybrid bf that's very clingy but is the WORST behaved kitty ever? x
Warnings: none? Mentions of punishment maybe?
Cat Hybrid boyfriend who is super clingy and wants to be touching you 24/7. He loves to lay on top of you and nuzzle his face into your neck while you stroke his soft fur. He often keeps his tail wrapped around some part of your body, needing to feel connected to you in some way. As long as he is touching you, he tends to be pretty content, sitting calmly and giving soft purrs when you shower him with affection.
There are times when you don’t let him spend his day wrapped around you, mostly when you are in your home office working. When you don’t let him cling to you, he becomes an absolute menace. He craves your attention and affection, so denying him that causes him to be a complete brat.
You will be sitting in your office trying to work when you hear a crash down the hallway. Walking into the kitchen, you see him slowly knocking over the clean dishes, watching as they shatter on the floor.
As he slowly pushes another towards the edge, you ask, “What are you doing?”. He doesn't even bother replying; he just holds eye contact as he shoves the dish towards the edge. You narrow your eyes at him, but he just glares back at you.
“Don't you dare break another dish,” you say, keeping your voice stern. He raises one eyebrow at you before shoving the dish off the counter. You watch as it quickly shatters to pieces, joining the fate of the several other pieces of glassware that now decorate the kitchen floor.
As you watch his hand reach for another dish, you say, “Fine. You can sit with me in my office, but you need to behave. I need to finish up and submit my project for work, and I cannot have you being a distraction”.
He quickly steps over the broken glass, making his way to you and wrapping himself around your body, purring in your ear and placing soft kisses up and down your neck. You return to your office, your boyfriend following you eagerly. You place yourself back in your chair while he wraps himself around your right leg, his tail moving to wrap securely around your ankle.
You roll your eyes as he purrs in delight. “I have about another hour of work ahead of me, and if I were you, I would take that time to rest. I have no intentions of letting your behavior go unpunished, my love. If you’re going to act like a brat, I’m going to fuck you like one”.
You smile as he gives a slight whine. At least there's one upside to putting up with his bad behavior.
