Too Sweet
Paring: Dom!Hela Odindottir x sub!reader
Summary: She finds you talking to a guard in the garden and makes you cum until she’s satisfied as a punishment.
Warnings; mistress kink, punishment, praise/degradation kink, light spanking, fingering, vibrator, overstimulation, girl penis, breeding kink, cunnilingus, a little aftercare.
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A/n: This is my first Hela fanfic!
You were roaming around the castle’s garden, trying to pass the time. Hela was currently in a Royal meeting, leaving you to fend for yourself. It was really boring without her but looking at all the beautiful flowers helped. You started picking some to make a flower crown for her for when she was done when one of the guards thought it was a good idea to talk to you.
“Hey sweet thing, what are you doing all alone?” The man dumbly asked.
“I don’t think you should be talking to me-” you stammered out. He smirked at your response, stepping closer to you.
“Why’s that? Is there a reason you’re so nervous?” You immediately took a step back.
“Look, she’s going to be out any minute now, please go.” He chuckled, taking another step closer to you.
“Who is ‘she’? Your mother?”
“She’s talking about me.” Hela says from behind the idiotic man. The man immediately tenses and you do the same, knowing what was to come. He slowly turns around to face her, the smirk completely wiped off his face.
“M-my queen! I didn’t see you there!”
“You have five seconds to get out of my sight before I shred you into nothing.” She said coldly. He didn’t need to be told twice. He was out of the garden in less than a second, not even looking back. Hela then turned her attention to you, a cold look in her eyes.
“And what were you doing?”
“I was j-just picking flowers to make you a c-crown…” You stuttered, showing her the flowers you had picked out. She took the flowers from your hand, inspecting them.
“I see,” she said, her cold look slowly fading away as she wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close to her side, “But that doesn’t make up for the fact that you were talking to a man. You know the rules.”
“B-but he came to me and I was trying to send him away-” you immediately started to explain. She placed a finger under your chin, tilting your head up so you were looking at her.
“You still shouldn’t have been talking to him. I thought you knew better, pet.”
“Please, mistress-” She smirked as she saw you pleading with her. She loved it when you begged her.
“You know I don’t give second chances when it comes to breaking my rules, pet. I think you need a punishment to remind you who you belong to.”
“…yes, mistress,” you said, defeated. She chuckled and began to walk, pulling you along with her into her chambers.
“Good girl. Now let’s see…what kind of punishment will you be getting…” You dreaded any type of punishment from her. She always had extreme punishments in store yet you secretly enjoyed them. Once inside the room, she ordered you to take off your clothes while she sat down on the bed before pulling you into her lap. She started to play with your hair as she thought about a suitable punishment for you.
“Oh I know exactly what you need,” she slid you off her lap, going to her closet and pulling out a box you knew too well.
“Mistress, please-” you pleaded again, knowing too well what she was going to do.
“Oh, you’re begging already? We’ve barely even started, pet,” She chuckled and sat down on the bed again, patting her lap as a signal for you to lay across it. You obeyed quickly, not wanting to get a worst punishment. She put your arms behind your back and tied them together with a silk rope. After she slowly started tracing her fingers over your naked skin, making you shiver.
“I’m going to fuck this little cunt until I am satisfied and you’re going to take everything I give you. I’ll make sure to make you come until you beg me to stop, understood?”
“Y-yes, mistress.” She smiled in satisfaction. She then moved her fingers towards your soaked pussy, dipping them in your wetness.
“Would you look at that? For someone who doesn’t like to be punished, you sure are soaked by the mere thought.” She wasted no time before thrusting two fingers inside with a relentless pace right off the bat. You whine pathetically, embarrassed by wet noises your pussy was making.
“Don’t be embarrassed, darling. I love how your pussy sounds and it’s such a pretty sound,” She started to pick up the pace, knowing just how to make you fall apart in a matter of seconds.
“Ahh! Mistress!”
“That’s it. I love it when you’re a whiny little mess for me. You’re such a good little slut for me, aren’t you?” She continued to thrust her fingers in and out of you at an unrelenting pace, curling them every time she was fully inside you. You came almost immediately after her taunting comment, your juices gushing out. She helped you ride it out and then pulled her fingers out, giving your cheeks a hard smack. She watched you try to catch your breath, then she smacked your ass again, leaving another red hand print.
“That was just one orgasm, darling. We’re not even close to being done yet,” you trembled at the reminder. She waved her hands and a vibrator apparently in her hand. She started rubbing the tip of the toy over your folds, making sure to tease you before turning it on to the highest setting and shoving it inside you.
“Ah!” You yelped at the sudden roughness. She chuckled as you yelped, using her other hand to keep your hips in place.
“What’s the matter, pet? Can’t handle a little toy?”
“I- I can-” You said, wanting to please her. She grabbed your hair pulling it up, forcing you to look at her. She smirked again.
“Prove it then, darling.” She started thrusting the toy in and out of you. You found it very difficult not to squirm to get away. You were someone who would get really sensitive after just one orgasm and she knew that. She knew how sensitive you were, which is why she kept the toy on high, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to handle it. She watched your face, taking in all your expressions and moans as you tried to keep yourself from coming again.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you want to cum again?” You wanted to but you knew it would only get worse from there. She knew exactly what you were thinking and it amused her.
“Come on, pet. Don’t hold back on me. I know you want to cum again. I can tell by how much you’re shaking.” You immediately let go, too tired to hold back anymore. She smirked as you finally came, a look of satisfaction on her face as she turned the toy off.
“There’s a good little slut. That’s the second one. How many more do you think you can handle?”
“N-no more-” She chuckled, moving her hand up to your face and cupping your chin.
“Oh pet, you’re not getting a choice. You’re going to take whatever I give you, whether you like it or not.” She picked you up and threw you in the bed, tying your hands to the headboard now. She started taking her clothes off to reveal her already hardened cock. You clenched your thighs together at the sight. She noticed you clenching your thighs together and chuckled.
“There’s no getting away from this pet,” she knelt on the bed in between your legs, roughly spreading them apart. You clenched your eyes tightly, trying to embrace yourself to take her. She’s never been gentle when she fucked you, not even when her cock was as big as it was but you liked it. It still didn’t make it any easier for you. She ran her hands over your body, appreciating the sight of you being all tied up and spread out for her. She then grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at her.
“Look at me while I’m fucking you. Understand?”
“Yes, mistress.” She smirked and gave your cheek a light slap before moving her hands to your hips, digging her nails into your skin. She then positioned herself at your entrance, teasing you a little bit before finally pushing inside with a deep groan.
“Uugh!” She bottomed out, a belly bulge forming as she did. She looked down at your belly, a satisfied smirk on her face as she placed her hand on the bulge, gently rubbing it with her thumb. She let out another groan, loving the feeling of you clenching around her.
“Gods, you feel so good, pet…” You tugged at the silk rope, wanting to touch her in anyway but it was useless. She chuckled at your attempts to get out of the restraints, clearly enjoying the sight of you all helpless and needy. She then grabbed your legs, putting them over her shoulders before starting to pound into you with a rough and fast pace.
“P-please! Slow d-down!” You cried out, tears welling up in your eyes.
“Why would I do that, pet?” She said in between groans, ignoring your pleas and continuing to thrust into you at a relentless pace. She wanted to ruin you, make you cry out for her and forget everything except her name. She was determined to get what she wanted.
Her cock kept hitting your g-spot, over and over again and soon you came on her cock for the third time of the night. She kept going, even after you came again. She was close to her own release but wanted to make you come undone once more before she did. She gripped your hips tightly, her thrusts getting even more sloppy as she chased her own orgasm.
“Tell your mistress how much you want her to cum inside you.” She commanded in between pants.
“I…I want-” you couldn’t get the words out with how fucked out you were.
“Come on, pet. Use your words. I know you can do it.” She gave a particularly hard thrust, trying to coax the words out of you.
“Haah! C-cum inside me m-mistress!” She let out a low growl at your words, her pace becoming erratic as she started to near her release. She leaned down and began leaving marks all over your neck and chest, claiming you as hers.
“Good girl. Good slut…” She came with a groan, fucking her load deep inside your guts, making sure not to waste a drop. She stayed buried inside you for a moment, riding out her orgasm before slowly pulling out. She looked down at your ruined form, admiring the way her cum was spilling out of you.
“You did so good, pet. Such a good little slut for me,” she started rubbing her cum all over your pussy lips, “But you still owe me one more,” she waved her hand once again and a toy you knew too well appeared in her hand.
“No! Please! No more!” It was another vibrator but this one was different. Every time Hela used it on you, you came hard almost immediately and you’d be sobbing by the end. She loved to see you cry which is why she would always save it for last.
“Aw, but you look so beautiful when you’re crying. Besides, I can tell that you’re still being stubborn. You need to be taught a lesson, my darling.” She grabbed your chin again, forcing you to look up at her. She turned the toy on, letting it hum loudly as she brought it to your pussy.
“No, no, no, no- AH!” As soon as the toy made contact with your clit, you could feel your orgasm building up. Hela chuckled at your reaction, loving how sensitive you were to the toy. She started rubbing it against your clit in tight circles, watching you squirm beneath her.
“That’s it. Just give in, pet. Give into the pleasure.”
“Mistress! Please no more!” You squirmed even more.
“You keep begging me to stop, but you know that it’s no use. I know you’re enjoying this, even if you won’t admit it,” she continued to rub the toy against your clit, enjoying the sight of you squirming and trying to get away from the overstimulation. You sobbed hysterically when your fifth orgasm finally washed over you. Your sight was blurred by your tears and you couldn’t feel your legs.
She smiled, satisfied with the result. She finally turned off the toy and set it aside, gently rubbing your thighs to try and calm you down a bit.
“You look so pretty when you cry, darling. All blissed out and ruined. So perfect for me.” She licked your tears away, humming at the salty taste. She then moved down your body, kissing and nipping at it until she reached your ruined pussy. You started to panic, thinking she was going to make you cum again until she shushed you.
“Relax, darling. I’m just cleaning you up,” she said before gently running her tongue through your folds, lapping up her cum that was leaking out of you. You whimpered pathetically every time her tongue made contact with your swollen clit. She chuckled against you, enjoying the sounds you were making. She continued to clean you up, being careful not to overstimulate you too much. Once she was done, she looked up at you, a smirk on her face.
“You taste so good, darling. I think I’m going to have to do this more often.”
“Was I good?” you asked in a small voice. She moved up and untied the rope, gently massaging your wrists to get some blood flowing through them again. She then laid down next to you, pulling you into her arms and nuzzling her face into your neck.
“You were perfect, my love. Too sweet.”
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