#dom!abby

[marrymekatemartin]

:¨ ·.· ¨:      「abby anderson」     `· . 𐙚gasolineˎˊ˗

pairing: abby anderson x reader word count: 0.5k warnings: masturbation, phone sex a/n: first ever fic, ik it’s short but I’ve never written before okay I gotta work my way up, feel free to throw tomato’s at me if you don’t like it :(

You barely even had the chance to kick your shoes off before you were dialling Abby, making your way to your bedroom.

“Hey, you good?” She asks, her low voice tinged with anticipation, as if she knows what’s coming.

“No, he doesn’t know how to fuck, Abby.” You complain, falling onto your mattress. “‘Is this it? Is this it?’ Ugh I just wanted to smack that stupid grin off his face after, he actually thought he made me finish.”

Abby just hums from the other end, listening to your rambling with open ears.

“God, do you know how hard it is to fake moan and act like he’s actually making you feel good when you’ve felt better humping a pillow?”

Abby chuckles, and you can hear the smile on her face through the phone. “You tried pretending it was me again?”

“I tried, it only worked the first time, it’s hard, I know you’d never call it a vagina during sex. He did that, Abby, he called it a vagina.”

“You wanna get off?” Abby asks, her voice dropping an octave.

“God, yes.” You groan, falling backwards onto your bed.

“FaceTime me.”

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Here you sit, cross legged in the middle of your bed, your phone propped up on your nightstand, your best friend on the screen.

This had become a routine, you come home from your boyfriend’s place left unsatisfied, and Abby helps you actually reach your high.

“Strip.” She demands, and you comply, lifting your shirt over your head and throwing it off to the side.

“No bra?” She asks, amused.

“Nah, left in a hurry.” You sigh, pulling your pants and underwear off. Once you’re bare, you lie down, waiting for Abby to tell you what to do.

“Play with your tits,” she instructs, licking her lips as she watches you through the screen.

You bring a hand up to your boob, hesitating before gently kneading the flesh.

“Now your pussy, c’mon, hand on your pussy, rub your clit.” She husks, her voice low yet still gentle.

You whimper, bringing your free hand down to the seeping heat between your legs, carefully playing with your clit.

“Shit- feels s’good…” you groan, letting out a breath of relief as the sensations for once make you feel good, and not on the verge of barfing, like your boyfriend did.

“Yeah, just like that.”

“Finger yourself.” She says bluntly, and you cautiously slip two fingers up your cunt.

“Oh fuck~ Abby,” you moan.

“That’s good, that’s good.” She praises, watching intently. She takes notice when you become focused on your pleasure, forgetting about your pretty tits. “Tits, baby, keep playing with ‘em.”

“Oh- shit, sorry.” You gasp, bringing your hand back up to your tits.

Between playing with your boobs, your fingers buried in your pussy, and Abby’s gentle praises through the screen, it isn’t long before you finish.

There’s a long silence after your orgasm, before you awkwardly clear your throat and sit up. “Uhh, thanks, for helping me.”

Abby laughs, finding your awkwardness endearing.

“I’m, gonna clean up and go to bed.” You sigh, wiping your fingers before grabbing your phone off the night stand.

“Mhm, yeah, clean up and get in your pyjamas, the pink nightgown, I’ll be right over.” Abby hums, standing up with her phone and walking out her bedroom.

“Why?”

“Well after all that man put you through you’re gonna need a lot more than one round.”

── .✦ taglist: me, myself, and I

[dykeadvocate]

dom!abby strapping down sub!reader

"Such a fuckin' dirty girl, huh?"

Abby whispered in your ear as she pounded you from behind. Her strap was relentlessly hitting your g-spot and her fingers brushed against your clit deliciously. The pleasure brought tears to your eyes.

You whined loudly, shaking your head at her words. It didn't matter if you denied it, you both knew her words were true.

"Say you're my dirty girl, baby. Say it."

The hilt of her strap pushed against her clit, sending a wave of pleasure throughout her body, and forcing a grunt out of her.

You choked on a moan as Abby flipped your body over, pulling her strap out before slamming it back in. Her hand wrapped around your throat, bringing her face close to yours.

"Fuckin' say it."

Abby squeezed your throat when you didn't answer her. Her grip wasn't strong enough to have you gasping for air, but you felt the lack of air in your lungs.

"I-I'm your dirty girl, Abby. All yours."

A small grin spread across Abby's face and she moved her hands to your stomach, pressing against the outline of her strap.

"You feel how deep I am?" She chuckled at the moan you let out, "God, you're takin' me so good."

You felt the familiar coil in your stomach snap and you arched your back, letting out the dirtiest moan Abby had ever heard leave your throat. You expected Abby to pull out and give you a break, but she only continued to snap her hips into you.

You whimpered, trying to push her away but she grabbed your arms and pinned them down.

"I'm gonna keep fucking you until I'm done, got it?"

[starbitchxx]

🫦 you've been a brat

summary: your girlfriend decides to put you in your place for being a brat.

tags: 18+mdni men dni dom!abby, sub!reader, bratty!reader, degradation, fingering, finger sucking, hair pulling, missionary, strap-on usage.

note: im so down bad for muscular women its insane. anyways, loser ellie is next. Enjoy!

You know you haven't been on your best behaviour lately but you just can't help it.

Everything just angers you, and perhaps it's your hormones talking, but you've been an absolute brat. Abby noticed it too.

She noticed how you roll your eyes when things don't go your way, how you bother her at work on purpose, noticed the times you either shoo her away or demand her attention right that instant.

If you weren't the love of her life and just some rando, you would've gotten your ass beat a long time ago.

"seriously what the fuck is up with you these days?" Abby grabs your shoulders, a mix of concern and annoyance on her face.

"oh my goddd, do you mind?" you snap your shoulders away, rolling your eyes at her.

"fuck no you're not doing that again, look at me." She grabs your chin, a hint of desperation on her face. "why are acting like that? what, is there someone else?"

"God I wish." You chuckle, a smug look on your face as you look away. You were just trying to get under her skin a little.

Bad decision.

"mmf-! b-baby it was a joke- please!" Your legs tremble as Abby pumps her fingers into you, mouth on your ear as she places her arm around your neck. "m'sorry!"

"oh now you're sorry huh? fucking slut." She pumps her fingers faster into your sopping pussy, leaving you a whimpery mess.

"i'm not...!" You gasp, used to the praise she gives you in bed, not this.

"oh yeah? then why is she clenching around my fingers like she wants to cut em' off?" She chuckles angrily, still pissed at your comment from earlier.

"who does this pussy belong to? say it." She groans in your ear, palm pressing so intensely agaisnt your clit.

"to you! it's yours!" You yell, attempting to get some mercy from her, because you know that she sure as hell isn't going to let you come soon if you keep the bratty attitude up.

"good girl..." She kisses the side of your face, hitting that sweet sweet spot she knows you love.

"c-can i come? p-please I won't do it again!" You plead with her, looking at her with those watery puppy eyes.

"im not that stupid." she pulls her fingers out of your pussy, pulling you by your hair to make you sit up.

Without warning she shoves her two fingers into your mouth, pressing them agaisnt your tongue. "Cmon, suck, since you can't shut the fuck up."

You immediately start sucking her fingers like a good girl, looking up at her as you feel your own taste on your tongue.

"there we go..." She grins, caressing your face with her other hand. "pretty fuckin' sight..."

But she wasn't done with you yet.

Now you're layed down on her bed, legs spread as the tip of her girthy strap slides through your folds, leaving your pussy a wet, puffy mess.

"ah look at that... You want it baby? You want this cock ramming into you until you cum? Look at me."

"yes baby, i want it, please m'sorry, I'll be good i swear..." You plead. God you need her so bad, you need her to fuck the shit out of you right now.

Before you know it you're getting absolutely destroyed, eyes rolling to the back of your head, gripping the sheets so tight you swear you'll rip them up anytime soon.

She presses down on your stomach, seeing the bulge reappearing every time she thrusts into you. "oh yeah, fuck look at that... "I wish" tsk, those bitches can't fuck you like you do..."

"you wanna come baby? you wanna come for me?" She says, sensing you're close. And god you are. So fucking close.

"fuck Abby im gonna cum! Im gonna cum!" With the speed she's ramming into you. It would be impossible not to.

She fucks you through your orgasm, laughing as your fluids fly everywhere, your back arching off the matress. Your girlfriend lays down with you, placing a kiss on your lips.

"you better not ever do that shit to me again, yeah?"

You nod, fucked out of your mind.

"look at you, can't even speak." She grins, looking down. "Shit, i forgot to place a towel..."

[cruxotic]

abby loves watching you ride her strap. your pretty little face contorting in pleasure, whispering her name softly as she makes you work for it. bouncing on her cock like your life depended on it, but the frustration clearly written all over your face. she would cockily rest her palms under her neck for support as she would just watch as you tried, but failed, to make yourself come without with her touch. without her sweet and sultry voice talking you through it. it’s what she would for you when she fucked you, but you decided to be mean at dinner, and now she’s punishing you for it.

the rhythm was off and you knew it. it felt good enough, but not nearly enough to to get you there. you even tried tweaking your own nipples to feel something more than what you were getting, but abby swatted your hand away. you were begging, leaning over so you were desperately pleading in her ear. confessing you needed her, apologized for being a brat, but she didn’t move an inch. your lips found home on her neck, trying to break her, but there was no breaking abby anderson.

she taunted you, asked if you wanted her to start fucking you. if you needed her to play with your clit with the fingers you love so much. she called you pathetic, useless — not good enough to get off on your own. always needing her touch to get where you needed to be. she reprimanded you for acting like a spoiled brat, embarrassing her in front of her friends. she would make you pay for it. she’d make sure you were so fucked out, you’d be begging for her to stop.

[angelanderson]

Please do more dom Abby hcs

dom!abby headcannons pt 2

MINORS DNI! part one. 18+ under the cut + bonus fluff. i <3 dom!abby!!!!!! these are so much fun to write :) kinda edited.

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♡ dom!abby who loves to dress you up. she chooses your outfits on the weekly dates she takes you on. she’ll even surprise you with matches sets to take off of you when she inevitably has you spread out for her afterwards.

♡ dom!abby frequently redos your hair as part of your aftercare. she keeps ribbon, your favorite hair products, and extra hair ties in her bathroom just for that purpose. she’s even started matching her outfits to your ribbon choices.

♡ dom!abby can always tell when you’re uncomfortable. when she can tell you want to leave somewhere, she’ll make up a lie about how needing to go, just so you’re not embarrassed. she values your comfort and safety above all else!

♡ dom!abby will have you suck her strap off anytime you get too mouthy with her. she knows you know she doesn’t put up with bratty girls! if she’s working, she’ll make you suck her off under her big, expensive oak desk.

♡ dom!abby owns a few different strap-ons. her favorite is her ejaculating one. she swears she can feel how tight you are with each thrust of her strap. she also loves the purple one that doesn’t fill you up the way you like when she wants to tease you. and don’t forgot her vibrating one! you two frequently use it to see how many times you can cum on her strap.

♡ soft!dom abby still fawns over you while she’s punishing you. “keep counting, okay? gonna make you feel so good afterwards” and “doing so good. my brave girl, i love you”, as she’s spanking you for not listening all day.

♡ mean!dom abby makes you work for it, unlike when she’s in a softer mood. mean!dom abby definitely doesn’t put up with your attitude after she’s asked you twice. “nu-uh, you don’t get to cry your way out of this one. if you want to act like a bad girl, i’m going to treat you like one.” and if you try to fight back, she’s just going to deny another orgasm.

♡ dom!abby definitely uses the way she’s bigger and stronger than you to her advantage. she’ll easily manhandle you when you’re acting too bratty, hold you down while she overstimulates you, and pin you against the wall just to make you feel deliciously helpless against her.

♡ dom!abby makes you beg to eat her out. she also wants it, of course, but she loves to see her pretty girl squirm for her. her favorite way is to have you eating her out while you’re on your knees. and if you get bruises, she’ll kiss them on her way up to eating you out.

♡ dom!abby likes to see how long you can ride her before you’re pathetically whining about how tired you are, how much you love her, how much you need her to do it. “just need my help, hmm? my sweet girl can’t even get off without my help.” you’re too blissed out to know she’s mocking you.

♡ dom!abby is the kind of girlfriend (or wife) to leave you little notes around the house about how much she loves you. she frequently gives you flowers just because “pretty girls deserve pretty flowers”. if you’re having a bad day, she’s going to cook your favorite dinner and hold you extra close all night. and when you demand to bake her some sweet treats in return, she can’t refuse. “i love you” is the first thing she says to you in the morning and at night. she adores you!

[lonelyfooryouonly]

Keep quiet

Summary: you really wished this dinner party organized by your parents would go smoothly, but abby's pressence always makes things harder.

Warnings: smut, dom!abby, sub!reader, fingering (r!receiving), praise kink, explicit language, cursing, age gap (abby is 38 and reader is 25).

Word count:2k

Soecial credits: thank you @zahraaziza for starting the dbf!abby theme! Love it!

A/N: Reblogs, comments and likes are always appreciated! Heavily inspired by Under the influence by Chris Brown.

Permanent taglist: @elliesmainhoe @machetegirl109 @slaysksmska @syrenada @thatonementallyillsimp @chrry1ovr @zahraaziza @wlwfunnn @vyctoriasworld @ximtiredx @emothurman @paleidiot @nicolicht @beforeimdeceased

“Does she really have to be at every gathering?” you ask your mother with a hint of annoyance in your voice as you begin to put down the plates on the table. It was a really nice summer day and your parents decided to throw a dinner party in your garden, inviting family members and really close friends of theirs, including your dad's best friend, Abby.

“Yes, darling. You know how much your father cares for her. She's like his sister.” your mother reminds you while coming next to you to place the culterly next to the plates.

“She is a really nice person. I don't understand how you two still haven't managed to get along after all those years” she added on an amused tone, making you to roll your eyes at her comment in order to supress the smile that was about to slip.

“She is just so... arrogant and always likes to tease me. I just don't like her persona” you reply, shrugging casually.

“Well, maybe one day you two will become good friends.” she smiled at you. You were ready to respond to her but you stopped as you both heard a 'ding' coming from your phone that was placed by the end of the table.

“I will give it to you” you mother offered as she leaned closer to the phone, reaching it, everything happening under your panicked eyes. Luckly the phone was on its front side so she couldn't see the person who messaged you, nor did she have the the time to turn it around because you instantly snatched it from her as soon as she handed it to you.

“Here you go-” she barely managed to say.

“Thanks” you replied in a rush, speaking over her to which she just shook her head.

“You are always so scretive when it comes to your relationship” you heard her giggle, instantly figuring the reason you reacted this way. “When will your father and I finally meet this mysterious girlfriend of yours?” she then asks, making you to turn your attention to her again.

“I- I don't know since... um, it's nothing too serious between us. That's why I'm not bringing her here.” you assured her with a forced smile, felling your heart pounding faster than ever.

“Not something too serious?” she repeated your words, laughing a bit. “You almost ripped my hand off when I gave you the phone” she added, causing you to blush because of your exaggerated gesture.

“One day... I will let you meet her. Right now it's not the right time” you replied and she gave you nod of understanding.

Fortunately for you, your conversation had to stop there because you both heard multiple voices coming from the inside of the house and shortly after you were met with a lot of familiar faces that entered the garden and came to you and your mom. You offered them polite smiles, greeting them and giving hugs here and there.

You turned around when you heard your father's voice, seeing him approaching you. He was closely followed by his friend Abby, of course.

“Dad, hey!” you replied as you gladly accepted his warm hug.

“Didn't know you would be here!” he said as he pulled away. “Someone told me you were working today” he added as he gave your mom a judging look, causing her to smile amused.

“We wanted to surprise you.” you explained as you stepped back, allowing him to go and greet your mother.

When you finally looked to the side, you saw Abby and she already had her eyes on you. She was standing there with her hands in the pockets of her black slacks. She had on a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and her long, blonde hair let down on her shoulders. Nothing too fancy nor too casual. As your eyes went back to her face, you saw that she wasn't smiling, she wasn't frowning either, she was just observing the scene in front of her in silence.

“Abby.” you said her name in a monotone manner, gaining an amused scoff from her.

“Y/n.” she replied on the same voice, causing you to raise your brow. “How have you been?” she then asks and you roll your eyes at her question, not seeing the point in making any type of conversation with her.

Instead of giving her a proper answer, you just mutter a barely audible “good” before you excuse yourself from your parents and pass by her, your hand slightly brushing her forearm in the process. As you walk towards the house, you feel her gaze burning wholes into your back and you almost want to smile.

You casually enter the house and not bother to close the door. As you start to head towards the kitchen, you hear the door slamming behind you, followed by pair of footsepts: Abby's. You are very aware of her presence, but decide to just ignore her, minding your way towards the kitchen, until you feel one of her strong arms warpping around your waist and pulling you back to her right before you are able to step in. You don't really have the time to react, everything happening so fast.

Abby pushes your body against the nearest wall behind you as her lips crash with yours, causing you to gasp at the sudden attack. She wastes no time in sliding her tongue over your lower lip as she deepens the kiss. You found yourself moaning and grabbing at her hair to pull her closer to you, until you feel her strong chest pressed against to your tits, squishing them. You desperately try to keep up with her frantic rythm, even if it was hard, but you loved when she got like that: all angry and needy for you.

“You...” Abby says as she finally detaches her lips from yours, allowing you to finally catch your breath. “You really like to upset me.” she sighs as she lets her head down, lips connecting to your neck instead.

“I just- ah” you moan again when you feel her teeth nipping at your skin. “I wanted to give you a little lesson” you explain yourself as you let out another breathy moan when her tongue licks the bruised area. She then begins to suck at the now-forming hickey, making sure it wouldn't be easy for you to cover it up. Normally, you would have stopped her, but it felt way too good to do that, fully accepting the consequences.

“A lesson?” she laughs mockingly as she finally looks at you. “And why is that?”

“My mom was with me when you texted. She could have seen your messages.” you explained to her as you try to regulate your breath. “I told you not to text me when I'm home, Abby” You reminded her as you searched her gaze.

“She didn't see it so what's the problem?” she frowned a bit.

“Because I made sure of it.” you emphasize the word 'I', making her roll her eyes. “I always make sure of it.”

“Oh, yeah?” Abby smirked as she trailed one of her hands down your stomach until she reached the hem of your short dress. She began lifting it up just so she can bring her hand under the flowy material, making you gasp once you feel her fingers touching your exposed thighs and moving way too close to your aching core.

You inhaled deelply when she suddenly dipped her hand into your underwear, running the rough pads of her fingers over your wet folds. Her head moved closer to yours and her lips brushed over your ear, making you shrudder because of her warm breath.

“Then make sure you won't get too loud now. We don't want mom and dad to hear us, do we?” she chuckled as she inserted her index finger inside of your cunt, feeling how your walls clench around her.

“Fuck” you cursed, knowing it was gonna be hard to stay quiet, but you were so turned on by her, so you didn't want to stop this now. You needed her so bad. “Fuck, Abby” you said again as you closed your eyes.

Your breath became irregular as low whimpers and moans left your mouth when she began moving it in and out of you. You instantly threw your head back once Abby also added her middle finger as she increased her pace, wanting to hear more of those sweets sounds you would make just for her. And she wasn't disappointed at all. You began moaning her name incontrolablly once she hit that certain spot that made you roll your eyes to the back of your head.

“I love stretching you out with my fingers. You always take me so well” she praised you as she moved her other hand to lift up the material of your dress in order to have a better view of your lower region. She saw how your juices were completely covering her hand and making a small pool down at your feet since they began rolling off your legs. She whistled at the sight, not able to hold it in.

“You are so messy baby, look at you” she spoke on a lower, teasing voice. The combination of her voice that sent shivers down your spine and the movements of skilled fingers caused a familiar knot to form in your stomach.

As you dropped your gaze to the point where she met your body, you almost let a louder moan at the unholy sight, not believing how wet you were for her. You knew Abby always turned you on so bad, but actually seeing how she made your body react to her was completely on another level.

All that could be heard in the quiet house were the chants of her name along with the wet noises of your cunt that was being stretched out by her long, thick fingers that slipped in so easy, making it almost embarrasing for you. And if you weren't so fucked out by her you would be ashamed by it, but right now you didn't care.

“I'm- I'm so close! Don't stop, please” you asked her as your nails dug into her shoulder blades and you eyes shut closed.

“Come for me baby” Abby encouraged you, whispering in your ear as you finally chased your high, mouth wide open and eyes still shut. She didn't stop her movements on your body until you practically begged her to do this because you felt like you could faint in any moment if she continued.

She pulled out her fingers and bought them to her mouth to lick them clean as she proudly watched your fucked out state. Your cheeks were flushed, your eyes were glossy and your lips were bitten from how hard to tried to keep quiet. Your hair was a mess and your dress was barely covering your upper body now, your tits almost spilling out.

“This- fuck- This was so good” you finally spoke after you calmed down a bit, recovering your voice. “Why do we always have the best sex when there are lots of people around?” you laughed and Abby did the same, but her answer never came as you both heard the back door opening, and your mother's voice right after.

“Y/n? Abby? Are you in here?” she yelled as you heard her footsepts down the hallway, only a few meters away from you two.

“I guess she will find out today who you've been texting.” Abby whispered amused in your ear as she stepped back and began to fix her clothes.

[girlscomehome]

sick 'n twisted

pairing: abby x fem&afab!reader cw: NSFW & MDNI. pure smut, r!masturbation/guided masturbation, using abby to get off, mommy kink, exhibitionism mentioned wc: 120 (blurb/imagine) a/n: recently revised! also this was my first attempt at smut lmao masterlist | taglist

You’re in complete shock cause she’s never asked you to do this before. She’s asked you to do some freaky shit before, like putting you in wild positions, touching you at dinners with friends, or making you call her mommy.

She just looks you dead in the eyes and demands you, “c’mon. Just do it, baby.”

And when you do, she flexes her arm so all the muscles make for a bumpier ride.

She just stares back up at you in awe as you grind faster and faster. Abby won’t tell you but she’s impressed. She coos, “You’re doing so good, baby. You’re making mommy so proud,” and all you can manage to get out of your mouth is moans.

[abbyspubes]

"Honorific Part II"

Daddy!Abby with a submissive!reader.

Premise: You’ve been teasing Abby all day and she finally takes her frustration out on you…

18+ ONLY. Minors do not interact. CW: Pre-established D/s dynamic, reader calls Abby “Daddy”, some impact play, brat taming, degradation with praise sprinkled in, calling the strap a cock, rough sex, face fucking, fingering, reader receiving everything. Can be read as the sequel to "Honorific" or stand alone.

“Good morning baby…” Abby says as she rolls over in bed to spoon you. She always woke up before the alarm even went off.

“Morning…” You let out a huge yawn.

Abby starts to rub your upper arm, coaxing you awake. Her hand starts to travel further down your arm, then down your thigh… She's not as slick as she thinks. Someone was horny this morning...

“Oh, good morning, Abigail…” You tease.

Abby’s hand stops. “Excuse me?” She says.

“What?” You ask innocently. You knew exactly what the issue was. 

Every now and then, Abby woke up horny and craving morning sex. You loved to deny her and tease her all day until finally letting her have you later that night. You’ve done it a couple times before, and it usually paid off… She’d get so worked up… Last time, she couldn’t even make it to dinner before throwing you over her shoulder to take you to the bedroom, where she absolutely fucked the shit out of you. Thinking about it now turned you on… but you weren’t going to give in. Delayed gratification is so much better, even if Abby wasn’t patient enough for it. So you started plotting out your moves…

“Excuse me?” She repeats herself more slowly, reaching around to grab your chin, making you look back at her. 

“Ohhh, right, sorry, Daddy.” You chuckle a little. She didn’t particularly like it when you called her Abby, let alone Abigail. 

“That’s better…” Abby says, not completely convinced that you’re sorry… But it seems like she’s willing to let it go.

Time for step two. You take a deep breath and let out a sigh, snuggling into the bed more. Abby goes back to rubbing your arm and thigh, her mouth just behind your ear. 

“I had a dream about you…” Abby says in her “sexy voice”. 

“Oh yeah?”

“Yes. You were doing some very naughty things…” Abby’s voice trails off. She gives you a kiss on the back of your neck. 

“That doesn’t sound like me at all.” You chuckle before doing the butt thing. 

“Oh sure. You definitely didn’t beg me to face fuck you on Tuesday. Never.” She teases.

“Nahhh, you imagined that.” You keep the joke going.

“Well, in my dream, you were riding my cock, reverse cowgirl, giving me the prettiest view of your ass… doing all the work for me…” Abby said in a low voice. 

“Ohhhhh… interesting…” You coo at her a little, wiggling your hips into hers again… butches love the butt wiggle… trying to make her cock (which isn’t even strapped on right now) hard… 

“Mmhmm… care to make my dream a reality this morning?” She says, expecting a “yes”. 

You hum in consideration, backing your ass up a little more into her crotch, adding more pressure. You tease her for a few more seconds before abruptly getting out of bed. 

“Actually, I need to get to work early this morning. The quarter ends tomorrow, and I have a report I need to wrap up by the end of today. I need to hustle if I’m going to make it on time.”

Abby stares back at you, a bit stunned. She tries to recover her face, but it’s too late.

“Oh, okay babe. I can drive you on my way to work.” Abby says before reluctantly getting out of bed. You both get dressed and head out the door.

Once you’re both in the car, you initiate step three. 

You’re wearing one of your favorite dresses. It’s your favorite because it’s Abby’s favorite. She admitted it drove her wild on more than one occasion. Something about the way it hugs your curves and emphasizes your ass… 

You pull out your phone, absentmindedly checking your email as Abby drives. You casually sigh as you uncross your legs, parting them slightly. Next, you pull the hem of your dress up just a little so more of your thigh is showing…

Out of the corner of your eye, you catch Abby doing a double take after turning right on Main Street. She doesn’t say anything, but you’re confident you’re getting under her skin. All according to plan.

As Abby pulls up to your office, you realize it’s time for step four. 

“I can’t wait for you to fuck me after work, Daddy…” You whisper in her ear before giving her a peck on the cheek. Abby doesn’t even have time to protest before you’re out of the car. You give her one quick wink before slamming the car door and running up the steps to work. You don’t even look back.

You’re hardly in the building before you hear your phone buzz. 

Abby: You think you’re so slick, don’t you?

You smile at your phone. Honestly, Abby is pretty predictable.

You wait two hours to text her back.

You: Sorry, I had to go straight into a meeting. 

Abby starts typing back almost immediately.

Abby: Just wait until I get you home later.

You just send back a winky face emoji.

Abby: That’s four.

Wait… what? Was she counting each time you teased her??

You: Four what?

Abby: One for calling me Abigail, three for being a brat this morning. Punishment later.  

Maybe you would get more than you bargained for… maybe step five wasn’t necessary… or maybe you should go big or go home. Fuck it.

You wait another hour before texting back. This time, you head to the bathroom first to take a few topless photos with a pouty face in the mirror. 

You: Sorry, Daddy. Does this make it better? (3 Attachments)

You put your phone down and go to the last meeting of the day. If all goes according to plan, you should have at least one text from Abby after the meeting. 

Abby: Seven. One for each picture.

...

Abby: You’re going to wish you hadn’t teased me so much today.

Bingo. This was so fun… and it was already almost 5 PM. The day flew by. Almost time to reap the rewards… 

You: Hehehe

Abby: Eight. I’m out front.

You practically skip through the office and out the front door to get into the car.

“Hi Daddy, how was your day??” You ask innocently. 

“Difficult. Someone kept distracting me all day.” 

You turn to her with a big toothy grin, not saying a word.

“Just you wait.” She says as she takes the car out of park and speeds off. She was really impatient. She never speeds. Abby meticulously follows the rules of the road. Usually.

As soon as you walk through the door, Abby drops her bag and pushes you up against the wall. You drop your bag as well, smiling back at Abby. This was exactly what you wanted.

“Did you have fun being a brat today? Getting me all worked up like that? Don’t think I don’t know exactly what you were doing.” She says, head tilted down at you. She was eight inches taller than you, and the size difference turned you on… 

“But it’s so fun, Daddy…” You say, trying to be cute.

“Go to the bedroom, get naked, and kneel at the foot of the bed.” She instructs. You have to force yourself to not run immediately into the bedroom. This is what you wanted all day.

“Okay, Daddy.” You say politely before going to the bedroom and stripping at the speed of light.

Abby goes to the bathroom and returns after a few minutes wearing the strap. Your favorite cock. The longest, thickest one Abby owned. She walks into the bedroom, then right up to you. You look up at her, trying not to drool at the strap…

“Now I need to have my way with you. You fucking teased me all day… time to put that smart mouth of yours to better use.” She says as she takes your head in both of her hands, lining her cock up with your mouth. 

“You’re gonna make my cock nice and wet for your pussy, isn’t that right, baby?” She says, cooing at you. Time for her to tease you.

You’ve already melted. The brattiness is gone, and you just want to serve her.

“Yes, Daddy.” You say nicely, looking up at her.

“Good.” She says as you take the tip of her cock in your mouth, ready to work your magic, but Abby thrusts all the way into your mouth. No cock teasing today. She went right for it.

You press your thighs together a little as Abby pumps into your mouth. Nothing turned you on more than being on your knees in front of your butch. Abby slowly throws her head back and closes her eyes.

“Fuck baby… this is where my cock belongs, right? In your mouth? Whenever I want?” Abby looks back down at you, pausing her thrusts.

You look up at Abby, her cock still in your mouth. You nod your head in agreement, locking eyes with her. A string of drool starts to leak out of your mouth and onto the floor between you two. Abby smiles before continuing to thrust. 

With her hands still on either side of your face, Abby pushes into your throat this time. You gag a little at the intrusion, but you’ve had enough practice at this. You’d let Abby use your throat any day, for any reason. 

“You look so pretty choking on my cock…such a slut for me…” Abby says as she holds her cock in place and gently tucks some loose hair behind your ear. 

“Do you think you made it wet enough?” She asked, knowing you were incapable of answering.

You look up at her with watery eyes and nod. You wanted her cock in your pussy now.

Abby pulls her cock out of your mouth, making a delightful suction-release noise as the tip passes your lips. 

“Get up.” She instructs as she walks to the side of the bed and lies down. You stand, but stay at the foot of the bed.

Once Abby is lying down, she puts her hands behind her head. It looks like she’s expecting something. 

“Come here.” She gestures with her index finger, then points to her cock. You get the hint.

You crawl onto the bed toward Abby, ready to straddle her. Before you could settle into position, Abby interrupts you.

“No. Turn around.”

Oh. She wants reverse cowgirl like in her dream… 

You smirk and oblige, putting your ass in the air and hovering over the tip of the strap. Abby fists her cock, jerking off underneath you. You wiggle your ass a little as an invitation. With one hand still on her cock, Abby smacks your ass then leaves her hand there to grip her fucktoy. You. Desperate for more, you start to lower your hips onto Abby’s cock. Unfortunately, Abby holds your ass up, not allowing you to sit on her cock just yet. You let out a little whine. Instead, still jerking her cock, Abby places the tip just above your entrance, rubbing little circles to slick your cunt with your arousal. 

“Not yet. You did this to me all day. Now it’s my turn to deny you.” Abby says, giving your ass another loud smack. The sound reverberated perfectly. 

Abby takes one finger and slowly enters you. Honestly, you can barely feel it. Sure, her hands are big, but only one finger? Come on. What is this, amateur hour?? You wiggle your hips back and forth more vigorously this time, trying to get Abby to take the bait.

“So needy… don’t worry. You’ll get to cum eventually… if you’re good.” Abby doesn’t budge.

Slow as molasses, Abby moves her finger in and out, occasionally curving it down towards your G-spot for more friction, but only for one stroke. She removes her finger and then lightly rubs just the tip of your clit in slow tiny circles. Just enough to get you going, but not nearly enough to go anywhere. It’s agonizing. You let out a desperate moan, but you’ve resigned yourself to your fate. 

“Aww, let me play, baby. I’m not done yet.” Abby says while she palms you. 

She continues to slowly torture you for what seems like forever until she finally grabs her cock and starts jerking off underneath you again. You try a third time, wiggling your ass, tempting her to fuck you. She meets you halfway and allows you to rub on the tip of her cock. At this point, you’re drooling for it. 

“Think you’ve had enough? Are you going to be good?” Abby says.

“Yes Daddy, I promise. Please fuck me…” You beg.

“You can fuck yourself on me while I watch, you desperate little slut. Give me a show… But I decide when you cum.” Abby slaps your ass again, leaving a perfect red handprint. 

Almost immediately, you slide down onto Abby’s cock as she holds it in place for you. 

“Fuck…” You gasp in relief when Abby’s cock is finally deep inside you.

You start to ride Abby, but she grabs your hips, slowing your pace. “Start slow, baby. I want to watch your cunt grip my cock nice and slow… in and out…”

You reluctantly oblige, arching your back to give her the best view of your pussy. Abby’s eyes are locked on the strap, admiring the wet sheen you’ve left behind. 

“Fuck baby, you’re so wet… does that feel good? Having Daddy’s cock in you?” Abby asks as she grabs the base of her cock, jerking the strap off into you. 

“Y-yes… so good…” 

“I think you’ve earned an orgasm… what do you think?” Abby teases.

“Yes please, Daddy…”

Suddenly, Abby pushes you forward by your ass, leaving you face down and ass up. Abby sits up and gets on her knees behind you. Before you can even register what’s happening, Abby thrusts back into you. With her right hand on your hip, Abby pushes your head further into the mattress with her left hand. 

“Fuck Dadd-y oh my god oh my god…” You quickly adjust your arms under your upper body for some stability. The force of the first thrust causes your breath to hitch.

“You need - the brat - fucked out of you. You’re gonna cum - eight times tonight - back to back - no break. Your punishment - is overstimulation. Got that?” Abby says with each thrust. 

Oh. You thought maybe you’d get eight spanks with the paddle or something, not eight orgasms-worth of overstimulation… Usually you have three or four orgasms before you tap out willingly. You didn’t even think your body was capable of having that many back to back…

“Please Daddy…”

Abby ignores you and keeps fucking into you. With each thrust, Abby’s giant cock kisses your cervix, reaching your A-spot, which arguably felt better than your G-spot. 

As if things couldn’t get any worse… or better? More difficult?? Out of nowhere, Abby reaches around your torso and holds a vibrator on your clit, causing you to flinch.

“Daddy you’re gonna make me cum…”

“That’s the point.”

“It’s too much…”

“That’s also the point. What color, baby?”

You let out a huge whine, your voice cracking each time Abby thrusts. “G-green…”

“Good. You gonna cum on my cock, pretty girl?” Abby coos while she fucks you mercilessly.

“Y-yes… c-can I cum, D-daddy?”

“Yes, babygirl. Let it out.” 

You finally cum as Abby thrusts into you one last time, her left hand still on your head. Her right hand presses the vibrator onto your clit with more force than before. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you ride out your climax, your ass jiggling for Abby as you periodically shudder from aftershocks. 

Abby stops thrusting but holds the vibrator in place. You try to wiggle away from the vibrator, but that only results in you backing up onto Abby’s cock again. Abby had a knack for putting you in quite the predicament. You settle back onto Abby’s cock to avoid the intensity of the vibrator. As you finish cumming, your pussy throbs and contracts around the strap.

“Get ready for another. And another… and another… and another…” Abby chuckles as she starts pumping into you again, vibrator still in place.

You let out a loud, frustrated but ecstatic moan. This is exactly what you were hoping for when you woke up this morning, but you let Abby think it was all her idea.