ok i know i already sent a request but can i pls pls pls pretty pls req a puppy hyrbid!megan oneshot? maybe lara convinces her to be bad and she gets punished or just her being a needy puppy for sodani. i also like the idea of maybe megam being a non g!p hybrid and sodani getting jealous of her and lara or her and another hybrid. ANYWAY PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS-
“Jealousy runs deep.”
Pairing: hybrid!Megan x Sophia x Daniela
Rating: smut
Tags: Jealous sex, puppy (literally) megan, overstimulation, vibrator, orgasm denial, begging, dacryphilia
A/N: sorry this took so long, cheers :)
“Did you think you were funny, puppy?”
Sophia’s voice rang out in the room. It was soft and disappointed, a tone only really used when she was just tired of Megan’s actions. She hated that tone.
Fortunately for Megan, she could barely register the disappointment. Nothing around her made sense. Not Sophia’s hands looming over her body, not Daniela’s harsh and clearly angry words—not even her own thoughts were fully intact. All she could focus on was the vibrations that coursed through her body at max intensity.
She didn’t know how long she had been there or how many times she already got denied. She just knew that the punishment was cruel—even to them. They couldn’t possible be that mean to their puppy could they?
But she couldn’t blame them. She let that girl dance at her on the club to make them furious, she was the one who held her waist as she did, and she was the one that poured the drink into her mouth. This was the nicest thing they could to.
Megan understood why, but she still didn’t like it.
Her ears lied across her head as she shook along the vibrations. She couldn’t close her legs for long, having them forced open by Daniela’s slaps that echoed across the room. It was clear that she was the angriest of the two, using that anger to make it hell on earth.
Daniela was the one that controlled the speed, the modes, and how wide Megan’s legs had to be. Sophia handled the tone and touching, which might have been worse.
“Such a bad girl,” Sophia cooed, soft enough to make Megan choke up on a tear, “letting some broad grind on you like she owned you.”
Her hands, soft and freshly manicured, trailed down Megan’s pale body, softly scratching the sides and hips. Shivers ran through her, with her tail wildly flicking from under her. It didn’t help that Daniela’s hands were also scratching her thighs, but they were sharper—more intentional.
Megan swore she felt skin break for a moment.
“I’m sorry…” She tried to wrack her brain for words, “please. Please I’m so sorry.”
Daniela smacked her lips and slapped Megan’s inner thigh, causing the jolt.
“Sorry? You think that solves anything? You let some girl dance on you while we watched.”
Megan opened her mouth to respond, but it was quickly halted when the vibrator had changed angles. It was pressed directly against the most sensitive spot of her clit, making the vibrations run deeper. Megan screamed out, her body instinctively trying to squirm away from the overwhelming pressure. Daniela held her legs down by the knees.
“Wait—wait Dani—“ She screamed again as a particularly harsh wave shook her, “please!—“
“Shut up.” Sophia interrupted. She grabbed Megan’s jaw and forced her head up. She watched Megan’s face with a small swell of pride.
Megan had tears streaming down her red face. Her ears were entirely flat, straining along with the rest of her body as she tried to keep herself together. Her tail was having the worst time. It was stiff against the bedsheets, with every light flicker causing another wave of jolts to break through her system. Her back arched so far it almost looked painful.
“Do you believe that girl would be a better owner than us?” Sophia asked calmly. Megan shook her head immediately, her hands shakily reaching up to grab her face as her most desperate means of pleading.
“No!” Megan sobbed, “only you—both of you, please, please I’ll be a good puppy…”
Sophia took Megan’s hands in her own and quietly kissed her palms. Only to smile sweetly—wide enough for Megan’s blood to run cold.
“You know you’re not allowed to cum tonight, right?”
Megan’s heart sank. Daniela’s laughing didn’t help.
“No, no no—“ she screamed again as Daniela reached over and tugged on her tail, “I can’t do it—I can’t hold—“
“You will.” Sophia said once. Firm and Final. Megan knew she couldn’t argue with her unless she wanted a worse punishment.
But in that moment she truly didn’t know what punishment was worse than not being allowed to cum.
Megan thrashed under their combined hold, screaming for mercy, but the toy was relentless. She choked on spit, the tears rolled down her temples and cheeks, and her slick stained her inner thighs. She looked ridiculous and she knew it. She knew Sophia and Daniela were talking, but she couldn’t hear them. She couldn’t move or breathe. Just feel this delicious torture she knew she deserved.
She was getting closer. Her legs were violently shaking, the coil in her stomach was twisting and tightening into a knot. She turned her head to the side, trying to her hardest to restrain herself, but it was proving to be more difficult. She didn’t have to say anything, but the girls knew.
“Don’t.” Sophia warned.
“Sophia—“
“No.”
“Mommy—“
Sophia yanked the toy right out of Daniela’s hand and pressed it against Megan’s clit herself. Megan screamed in surprise, her back arching to its fullest caliber as she tried to push her back. Sophia refused to move.
“I told you no.”
Megan knew she had to listen.
Sophia didn’t move for several minutes. She kept the toy at the most crucial angle, holding Megan down by the chest as she writhed, sobbed and pushed. The pressure was building again—quicker and stronger. Daniela licked up her neck.
“Wanna cum? Hm?” She teased. Megan knew they’d never say yes, but she nodded anyway, mewling as she tried to grab hold of Daniela.
“Please— let me cum, let me, lemme—“
Daniela yanked her hair back and sank her teeth into Megan’s sweaty neck.
“Let me get the rope.”
Megan tried to pull Daniela back, but she pushed her away. She tried to beg her to come back, but Sophia was already grabbing her jaw again.
“Focus on me. Such a bad puppy.”
She adjusted the mode. Instead of a lingering buzz, it was now in short spurts. Megan couldn’t catch her breath in time, getting halted by the new sudden buzz as Sophia held her down.
Megan didn’t realize Daniela had come back until she felt something firm and scratchy around her thighs. She looked down to see Daniela and Sophia working together to fasten the toy directly onto her clit, leaving it as the worst—or best—mode.
The girls stood up to look at their puppy. She was crying harder, trying to get rid of the ropes, to plead and apologize, but nothing worked. She knew she wasn’t getting out of this. That knowledge made her wetter.
“Wanna go get food?” Sophia asked Daniela casually. Daniela snickered.
“Sure. Maybe we’ll get some food for the puppy too when we come back.” She patted Megan’s tear-streaked cheek. “Hear that? We’ll get you some food. Just enjoy yourself.”
Enjoy yourself. The nerve.
Megan couldn’t move properly, but she still tried. She tried to pull them back onto her, but they were already leaving the room, talking about food options.
The door clicked.
Megan was alone.
She was stuck to deal with the vibrations on her own.
She was such a bad puppy.
