Mabye trans Donna teasing reader throughout the day, and when they get home, the reader wrecks Donna with they strap. And edges her?
You don't have to do it only if you want to, have a nice day, evening or night :3
Well, this seems like a good as ask as any to start off Pegtember with 👀👀👀👀
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The second the door to the Beneviento manor closed you grabbed Donna roughly by her hips, forcing her back against the aged wood. A deeply satisfying shade of pink moving across her cheeks as she looked up at you, biting her bottom lip.
"My beloved, I-"
You placed a single finger to her lips.
"Hush. Teasing me the entire time we were at dinner with the Countess. All those subtle touches under the table, riling me up. You knew exactly what you were doing."
The way she averted her eyes shyly but still with a subtle smirk across her lips told you everything you needed to know. You leaned in, using the weight of your body to press her firmly into the door and felt her womanhood already hard against your thigh.
"Seems my sweet, little dollmaker is in a rather needy mood tonight, hm?"
How gorgeous her blush was against her olive skin as it deepened, her cock growing even harder at your teasing praise. And gods, the soft gasp that fell from her lips as you pressed the top of your thigh into it, feeling it twitch with need.
"You're going to have to use your words if you want it, cara mia." A tender kiss against her neck, a nip at her skin. A soft whisper into her ear that only made her whimper. "You know what I want to hear."
"Diletto.. please.."
You kissed her deeply, relishing in the soft noises that she muffled into your lips. A single fluid movement and you had her dress discarded, exposing a landscape of flushed olive skin - nipples hard and cock erect.
"Go in the kitchen and wait for me." You replied firmly and Donna quickly obeyed.
Of course you wasted no time in stripping off your clothes, your harness fitted around your hips in a matter of seconds. A most delicious sight greeting you as soon as you stepped into the warmly lit room, Donna's upper body obediently layed across the table with her ass in the air - cock begging to be touched.
"Mh, such a good girl you are, hm?"
Another whimper that only deepened when your hand came down firmly across her backside, speckling her supple skin with heat and forcing her womanhood to twitch between her legs. Using your own arousal you ready both her ass and the dildo that was about to fill it, watching as her cheeks turned to a deep crimson when you slid it deep inside of her.
"Look at how needy you are, cara. Been thinking about this all night haven't you?"
Her pause only brought another strike to her ass, making her gasp outright.
"Y-yes-!" She whimpered.
"That's my good girl."
You thrusted your hips with enough force to hilt the strap inside her, cutting her cry off with a moan when you leaned down and took her cock into your hands, stroking it. You could tell by the way it throbbed that Donna wouldn't last long. That the needy dollmaker wanted nothing more than release, but you had no intention of giving it to her so easily.
You matched each slow thrust with an equally slow stroke over her cock, revelling in each needy whimper, in each desperate moan. Stopping your movements everytime you felt her begin to twitch against your palm, at every hitched breath in her throat. Your hand coated in her oncoming arousal, which only added to how good it felt and her desire for more. Soft kisses peppered down her spine - firm strikes against her backside egging her on. But still, you left her right on the edge, keeping her on the promise of bliss until her cock was so hard it felt like it could burst at any second.
"Please.. my beloved.. p-please."
You chuckled as you drove the strap firmly into her, filling her ass yet again. Loving how utterly flushed she was, how desperate you had her. Panting and squirming beneath you as her body begged for the orgasm you had denied her of so many times.
"Well.. since you asked so nicely."
A wholly needy cry ripping through the air as you picked up your pace. Driving your hips into her to match the pumps of your hand. Each stroke met with a twitch of her cock, each thrust with a moan. Feeling her whole body tense beneath you as her hips began to jerk - as her heated desire shot out with force onto the floor.
You kept the strokes of your hand even until the last drop of arousal trickled out, Donna's breathless body panting under you. A single kiss to the back of her neck before you pulled your strap out of her, a satisfying wet sound following suit.
Ahem.. Christmas smut with a hot shark lady, anyone? 👀 Wrote this as a Christmas gift for my dearest @demonofpuns ❤️Pirate Captain Sal AU with about 3.5k words of almost pure smut 😂I do hope some of you will enjoy! 😌
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Your heart was beating harder than it ever had. So hard you could feel it in your throat - thumping there loudly. Beating with anticipation, with excitement. The pink flush across your cheeks growing even deeper as you tied the final knot around Sal’s wrist and leaned back to look at her.
Merry Christmas to me.
She was gorgeous.
Stunning. A nautical masterpiece literally at your mercy.
Well, sort of. You knew she could easily break her restraints if she really wanted to. But she had requested this as her gift - asked it of you - given you her trust as a Captain and you her first mate. And you weren't going to let her down.
Not that you had any desire to anyways. While, yes, you were predominantly a bottom - a brat, as it was - the chance to have Sal in such a position, under you, was one you couldn't imagine ever saying no to. Especially with how hard she already was. With how absolutely divine she looked. Her arms bound carefully above her head with the chiseled landscape of her laid out before you.
Why, it was enough to make you wet.
And it did.
Already soaked straight through your panties that you still wore when you sauntered back over to stand in front of her, teasingly.
“Aye.. enjoyin’ tha view?”
You smirked.
“Mhm.. very much.”
Sal chuckled, the muscles in her abdomen flexing ever so slightly as she did.
Gods, she was so fucking hot.
And the soft black rope you'd used to restrain her wrists looked absolutely stunning against the grayscape of her skin. Skin that was speckled beautifully with a pink hue that was only growing deeper by the second.
“You're fucking gorgeous, Sal.”
Her cheeks warmed brilliantly at the abrupt compliment - face encased softly in a curtain of inky black hair.
“Oi, hush.”
“Hm.. no, I don't think I will. And there's absolutely nothing you can do about it, is there?” You teased, leaning down.
Sal only shook her head, chuckling.
“That's right. So, be a good girl.. Captain.. and take it.”
Your smirk only growing wider at the look she gave you. Shark-li teeth pressing into the top part of her bottom lip and a subtle twitch to her cock.
Fuck, it was beautiful - the effect being praised had on her. There were few things in life hotter than a rough and tumble Pirate Captain who melted at being called ‘good’. And then when you added Sal herself into that mix.. well, the effects were.. intoxicating.. to say the least.
“Yer not playin’ fair, luv.”
‘I don't recall ever saying I would.”
“Cud make yer swab tha deck fer this, yer know?”
You shrugged, smirking. “Worth it.”
You moved a little closer and her cock twitched again, betraying the level of her neediness. The flush that started at her pointed ears and made its way deliciously down the length of her - painting her body in a deep crimson - grew a little darker. Still, you kept your panties intact as you straddled her hips.
Not yet, Captain.
Though you couldn't help the tiny whimper that fell when your clit pressed down firmly against her womanhood through the thin, soaked fabric. And then again when you ground down onto it. Fuck, she was hard.. so, so hard-
You took a deep breath to regain your focus.
You had a plan.
Worship first. Make her as needy as absolutely possible while indulging every inch of her. Worship her like the sea goddess that she was.
Then you could indulge her.
So, needless to say, you paid her no mind when she whimpered in turn wanting more, her cock already pulsing with need beneath you. Instead you leaned in, lowering the top part of your body slowly onto hers before allowing the weight of you to add even more pressure between the space that you straddled.
“Luv..”
“Shhhh..”
You placed your lips against the pulse point on Sal’s neck and felt her swallow. Your tongue sucking over it only for a moment before a kiss quickly took its place. Soon those kisses were peppering their way down the side of it only to stop just short of her collar bone. Every inch of her was toned - taut - ready for you. Even more so when she pulled on her restraints in want, forcing a creak from the old wooden headboard they were bound to.
Another swirl of your tongue at the crook of her neck before your lips continued their journey down the landscape of her. Stopping every so often to bite or nibble - lick or suck. Loving the small sounds that every small act pulled from her - especially when the warmth of your mouth found her nipple and quickly enveloped it. A smooth roll of your hips added in and she was moaning almost breathlessly in your ear.
“L-luv-”
“Let me take care of you, Sal.”
Your words were murmured - muffled - pushing air across her already erect nipples and making them even harder.
But you didn't stop there. Sucking over them eagerly as you rolled your hips again - this time forcing a hard pull against the soft black rope. Her cock throbbing hard against your clit, begging for release and coating your panties in her own desire. Gods, it was delicious. How needy you had her, how gorgeous she looked dressed in nothing but her want for you. It was intoxicating - like a drug, a supreme high - charging your body with an almost raw current.
Another roll of your hips.. your teeth grazing over her nipples before bringing your lips to her sternum and continuing your journey. Her toned abs twitching under your soft kisses, under your warm tongue that occasionally sucked over them.
“You're fucking divine, Sal. You know that?”
Your gaze looked up at her just in time to catch her blush grow even deeper.
“H-hush.”
“Make me.”
You smirked before kissing around her happy trail, rolling your hips once again.
And that's when you heard it.
Cutting through the quiet winter night like a strike of lightning. Like a storm across the sea.
A satisfying rip as Sal broke free from her restraints - a look of utterly feral need blazing within her eyes.
Fuck. You were done for.
Before you could even make any sort of move, make any sort of objection, Sal had you on all fours - fingers coming to the hem of your panties just prior to swiftly tearing them from your body.
For a moment, though, everything stopped - complete silence from the Pirate Captain until a boisterous laugh spilled out from her. You’d almost completely forgotten about the new toy you’d adorned yourself with earlier and shook your ass teasingly, allowing the small fish tail on the end of your buttplug to waggle.
“Heh.. an’ here I though’ I'd nevah find meself a mermaid.”
“A ‘merperson’, you mean.” You corrected her, tongue sticking out slightly.
She nodded. “Even bettah.”
Sal gave you a single, firm smack against your ass and then lined the tip of her womanhood up against your entrance. One hand between your shoulder blades, holding your body down with your hands - while the other guided the width of her into you. Both of you practically dripping as she slowly began to slide herself into your core, the immediate stretch making you moan.
“Heh.. now who's needy?”
Sal chuckled - maybe at the table’s being turned, or the fish tail that still sat perfectly in your ass - either way, it only lasted for a breath before she thrusted herself back into you, forcing the toy in your ass just far enough in to make it feel good.
“F-fuck.”
She'd only just started and you could already feel your need dripping down your inner thighs, worked up from just the simple act of worshiping her. And how could you not be? Truly? You knew the view Sal had just given you was not one that many had gotten to experience - if any - and it was more than a treat to have her trust in such a way. A fact itself would usually have you practically dripping.
Let alone this.
Let alone having had her perfect body beneath you for as long as you did - knowing that she trusted you to take care of it. Take care of her. Like no one else ever had.
You remembered how she hesitated when she came to visit you last week in the kitchens. A slight flush to her cheeks as she played idly with the hem of her shirt. You'd never seen that of her prior - being so vulnerable, yet so open about what she wanted. She’d barely had the chance to finish asking you before you'd let out an exuberant “Fuckin’ right I can-!” Her chuckle in response and the way she nervously rubbed the back of her neck - as if there was even a slight chance that you'd say no - had warmed your heart in a way that you had never expected.
It was beautiful.
This - her - was beautiful. So incredibly stunning.
But now she had exactly where she wanted you. With your face pressed down into her mattress and your mind filled with bliss. Your core clenching around the width of her as she teased you - denied you.
“Aye.. now yer gonna stay an’ warm tha’ fer me. Fer as long as I want yer to.”
Her breath was hot against your ear as you whimpered.
“Mmph- .. yes, Captain.”
Another smack to your backside and all you could do was moan, the act causing both her cock and the toy inside your ass to move oh so pleasurably inside you. Making you want more.. forcing you to squirm against the iron grip that she had you in.
“I sed stay.” She growled.
This time there was venom to the Captain’s words. You'd had your turn at riling her up, and now it was hers. And just like you had said to her, you were going to stay there - and take it.
You whimpered pathetically in response - legs trembling, core aching, the width of her throbbing deep inside you. You knew she wanted you just as badly - that the famed pirate wouldn’t be able to hold out forever - but for now Sal’s reserve continued to outwin her need. Even when you did your best to force your hips back into her - an act that you were certain would likely be in vain - but with your level of need and the brattiness that dusted it, your brain was fogged over to the point where you no longer cared.
“Please, Sal! Please.” You whined, you begged. Tears building at the corners of your eyes and your body coated in a deep flush.
A single thrust, that's all you got. Just enough to pool more juices to your core and make you cry out.
“Fuck-” You whined, your legs trembling even harder. “Fucking please.”
Honestly, you were a little impressed at how well she was still able to hold back. You could feel how hard she was by this point. How profoundly her cock throbbed inside you. Her once steady breaths growing more hitched by the second. Another single thrust only this time she moaned, body shuddering above you as she slammed the full length of herself into your core.
A silent cry into the night followed by an easy exhale as you felt her hold on you finally loosen, your arms dropping to your sides once both of Sal’s hands came to your hips - her stance shifting slightly behind you.
And just like that, the Pirate Captain’s reserve faltered.
The only sounds to be heard next were the delicious sounds of flesh against flesh. Of heated desire against firm skin as your juices coated Sal’s lower abs with each eager thrust.
“Mmph.. y-yes.. don't stop. Please don't stop.”
She growled - feral, unhinged. The pace in which she fucked you now relentless, stretching your core with every exquisite pump. Your fingers clawing into her bed sheets as you elongated your hips back even further, giving her unhindered access to your dripping hole - wanting it to be used as nothing more. To be absolutely filled with her desire until it was trickling down both of your legs.
And you knew Sal would make good on that want. She always had. She'd never left you anything but completely satisfied and this time would be no different.
Though you could tell she wouldn't last too much longer, every pump bringing a heavy twitch to her cock and pulling the most erotic sounds from her body. Moans and breathless whimpers. Her nails sinking into the supple flesh of your thighs as she drove herself into you over and over again. Your own pleasure building uncontrolled like a white fire - prickling and hot and on the verge of completely engulfing you.
Until it did.
Until there was nothing left but the juices that spilled from your core and Sal’s own desire pumping into you. Your voices a mere chorus of screams as the pirate pushed you both past the brink of absolute pleasure - bodies shuddering as you fell breathless to the now soaked mattress below you.
The moments between your last orgasm and the feeling of emptiness as Sal finally slid out of you were barely more than a blur. Completely blissed out as she removed the toy from your ass and laid you on your side so she could spoon you from behind. Strong, safe arms coming to wrap around your torso as she pulled you close against herself.
“Fucking.. hells, Sal.”
She chuckled, a breath of warm air blowing through your sweat-dampened hair.
“Aye.. yer okay? Need water?”
“Mmh.. in a minute. For now.. I just need this.”
Your breath slowly came back to normal as you cuddled into her, making her chuckle again.
“Heh.. a’ight.”
The familiar scent of sea spray and cinnamon encased you as a soft kiss came to the back of your neck, making you shiver. Sal's firm body behind you, holding you in a way that made you feel completely safe from everything. From all the bad things the world had to offer. From all the hateful stares of the people that never understood you. She was your beacon, your lighthouse in the storm. Always calling you home.
“... Sal?”
“Mh?”
“You know I love you, right?”
Her brief pause made you more than certain Sal's cheeks were likely warming once again.
“Aye… luv yer too.” She replied, pulling you a little closer into her large frame. But before she could settle in too comfortably, you turned in her arms so you could face her. Your arms wrapping securely around the width of her rib cage.
“Good.” You smirked, kissing the bottom of her chin. “Just like you.”
“Oi.. hush. Hadn't had enuf?”
“Of you? Is there such a thing?”
Sal only chuckled but you could see the pink hue readily returning to her cheeks. You nuzzled your head under her chin and pulled her flush against you. The beat of her heart as strong and steady as she was. The heat of her body as calm and warm as she made you feel. She sighed contently and wrapped her arms even more firmly around you. You were so close - but yet, not close enough. Your outer leg coming to wrap around her hips and her thigh moving to lay between them.
“Cud stay like thi’ forever.” Sal whispered.
“Mmh.. say less.” You replied, smiling widely as you kissed her collar bone.
“Heh.”
She placed a kiss to the top of your head and you snuggled in even more, leaving not a breath of space between the two of you. The next soft kiss to her collar bone pulled the smallest of noises from Sal’s throat, immediately bringing a pulse to your core. You moved your hips slightly against her, an act that only pushed her thigh further into you, making your breath hitch ever so slightly.
It was crazy how easily she could affect you. How just being in such close proximity made you needy all over again. And you knew she was likely tired..
But.. still…
It was worth a shot.
You placed another kiss to the base of her neck and sucked at the skin of it gently - just enough to cause a slight jerk to her body and a sharp inhale across the top of your hair. The next kiss brought out the tiniest moan. And the next, a firmness between her legs that you were all too familiar with.
“Sal.” You said softly, causing her to lean back and look at you. Eyes shimmered in want and all the ways that she adored you.
You didn't have to say anything else as Sal took your queue and laid you onto your back without releasing you from her embrace. A soft smirk curling at the corners of her lips before they came crashing into yours, kissing you deeply - profoundly. Soft and gentle and such a stark contrast to her energy before.
Both sets of eyes half lidded as you kept your gaze on each other, completely lost in the moment. Tongues dancing in a minuet - warm and languid and steadily building the desire between you. Re-stoking the fire that had never fully died out. Bodies nude and wrapped in nothing but each other as she spread your legs, your arousal immediately evident.
The way she kissed you, as if you were her last breath, as if she pulled away for even a moment she would perish - right then and there.
There were no words to be spoken between you, no thoughts to be had. Just the sound of your bodies and hearts moving as one as Sal slid herself back into you, cock hard and already throbbing. You moaned into her lips, whimpering when she nibbled softly on your bottom one. The length of her sliding indulgently in and out of you, hitting exactly where you needed it with each deep grind that she gifted you.
It was perfect.
Fuck, she was perfect.
Hard when you wanted it, soft when it counted. Giving your body, heart, and soul exactly what you needed each and every time.
You began to move your hips in tangent, legs wrapped around her, lazily draped over Sal’s backside. Each pump more delicious than the last, each thrust more exquisite - building your peak with nothing but slow, absolute precision. Equally soft caresses indulging every inch of you, her strong hands never seeming to leave your body - claiming your flesh as her lips claimed your own. The world around you almost non-existent as the two of you moved as one - Sal's firm muscles flexing with each subtle movement. With every stretch to your core.
You felt as if you were on the edge of orgasm from the minute she entered you, and if it weren't for the extremely slow pace in which she took you, you likely would have came already. But Sal knew exactly what she was doing, building you up closer and closer, inch by inch. Her adoring praises practically imprinted into your lips by the time you felt her cock start to twitch inside you yet again.
“Come with me, Sal.”
Less of an order than a plea, but she only nodded - kissing you even deeper. Claiming you fully while her hips picked up their pace. Every muscle in her body taut, tense - the length of her driving into you at full speed.
“Mmph- .. y-yes .. so good.”
Whimpered words falling off your tongue like a prayer - only for a moment before your orgasm quickly took you. Rolling over your body like tepid water and washing you in bliss. Sal's own desire filling you once again as her body shuddered, your juices re-soaking the bed sheets below you until she fell absolutely breathless on top of you.
And even though you were completely and utterly wrecked, you still whined when she finally slid out of you, your core entirely too empty as aftershocks forced it to clench around nothing. She chuckled between shuddered breaths as she came to lie next to you once again.
Only this time her eyes were closed, a look of serene calm playing across her features. The ebb and flow of her breath a constant current like the waves that carried your ship. You smiled softly to yourself and rolled over fully on your side to face her.
“You're beautiful, you know that?”
“Oi.. hush.”
A sliver of glow shot in your direction as Sal just barely opened her eyes to look at you, the warmth within them bringing an instant flush to your cheeks.
“Hmm.. no.”
She chuckled at your response and shook her head, strong arms reaching out before they pulled you close against her chest.
“An’ here I though’ I tired yer out.”
She pulled you closer still and you snuggled in.
“Bold of you to assume I'd ever be too spent to praise you, Sal.”
“Heh.”
You let your smirk linger on your lips as you pressed them gently to the side of her cheek. “Merry Christmas, Captain.”
You let a single content and quickly snuggled back into her. The steady melody of Sal’s breath slowly lulling you off as the soft rock of the ocean pulled the both of you into a deep, blissful sleep.
.... threesome with a bratty enby, Alcina and Sal? 👀👀
Let me just say.. I thoroughly enjoyed writing this one, and I do hope you enjoy reading it, love 😏💕
Also, sorry for the lack of snippets and imagines lately, everyone! I've been working on this chapter and another piece of writing I did for a friend.. but now that I've finished, I'll answer some ask for you all soon! 😊 Until then, I hope some of you will enjoy this! (Includes some punishment, rough handling and degradation for anyone who isn't into that ♥️ (at over 3,300 words this goes under a cut!))
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It wasn’t always easy being both an absolute brat and the sole companion of the illustrious, yet ultimately terrifying, Alcina Dimitrescu - the famed Countess of Blood herself. And while most days you did your best to tow the line - to behave - others… well… the urge to brat out was just entirely too strong to ever deny yourself.
I mean... a brat’s gotta brat, after all.
For the most part, though, your Lady generally found your quips to be charming. Actively engaging in the banter of it as a keen smirk curled across her lips. Of course, that’s not to say that on more than a few occasions your insolence hadn’t found you on the less than favorable side of her moods. With your ass in the air and her large hands striking across the flesh of it. But, all in all, Alcina took your brattiness with stride - and you had yet to overstep.. to push her too far.
That was… until tonight.
The Countess had given you very explicit instructions to be on your best behavior. To know your place and be a good little pet. And maybe it was the excitement of the evening - with not only the other three Lords, but the Immortal Mother seated at your table.. the utterly distracting knowledge that, when all was said and done, you were to meet both Sal and your Lady in her quarters hanging in the air - all seeming to work together to compel your brattiness to a whole new level. To spark something wholly disobedient within you.
So there you sat - with the cool satin sheets of your Lady’s bed against your skin and a pulsing anticipation between your legs. The lingering touch of Alcina’s hand around your neck from when she threw you down onto the bed, a snake-like tone coating her words and a snarl across her teeth.
“Did you find that entertaining, pet?” She had practically spat, her fingers holding strong around your throat as she leaned over you.
In retrospect, maybe you had gone too far that night. With your placement at the table the perfect position for you to tease both Alcina and Sal without Miranda being none the wiser. Dressed specifically for the occasion - you wore nothing but your Lady’s favorite corset and a very tight pair of black pants. How your fingers traced teasingly over your shoulders and the fine lines of collarbone - dragging them up the length of your neck and over the shaved part of your head as you watched the Countess’s eyes follow your every move. And while the Lady had ultimately kept her composure throughout the meal - Sal had been a different story. The fierce blush across her cheeks and stammer to High Priestess’ questions prevalent as the hungry glow in her eyes drank you in. Flustering her to a point that even Heisenberg was forced to make a comment. “Pft, what’s got you all flushed, Sharky?” And it’s entirely possible that if you had you been in a far less… difficult mood, the stern gazes from your Mistress might have been enough alone to make you stop.. to compel you to behave..
But alas, you were in the mood to tease - and so tease, you did.
Though, the utter dominance to your Lady’s voice before she left the room had changed your tone quite a bit. The sharp look that painted over her normally soft features as she told you not to move - almost growling the words into the heated space between you before abruptly releasing her hold and exiting the room to fetch Sal. Your nude body shivering slightly in the chilled castle air - with only the heat radiating from your eager core to keep you warm. And all you could do was to wait patiently for their return.
“Chilly, are we?” Alcina chuckled as your gaze moved to the door, a fresh layer of goosebumps across your body. “Mh.. don’t worry, pet, you’ll be feeling nothing but heat here soon enough.”
At this you only shivered harder, certain the desire between your legs was already dripping onto the crimson bed sheets below you.
“Aye.. yer got tha’ right.”
Sal’s eyes held your own as she made her way into the room, the firm outline of her womanhood already noticeable against the thin fabric of her pants. The sight of it alone pulling a prompt whine from your throat.
“Is my pet feeling rather needy this evening? Hm?”
The warmth of her breath on your skin, the control just a single finger had as she tilted your chin - forcing you to look at her..
“O-one can only be needy when looking at the two of you, Mistress.”
“Heh.. smooth lil luv, eh?”
“Oh, indeed, they are, Sal. Quite the clever tongue on this one.”
“Erm..” You murmured at their praise. A sharp inhale across your lips as your Lady traced her fingers along the scars of your chest before kissing you deeply - heatedly. A promise of everything that was about to be done to you dancing across your tongue… forcing your core to clench around nothing.
‘Mh.. well, don’t you taste exquisite this evening, pet.”
“You always taste exquisite, my lady.”
She gave you a quick arch of an eyebrow.
“Ah.. Mistress.”
“Good pet.”
“Heh.. how obedient.”
You gave Sal a prompt pout and she chuckled, coming closer to the bed as she began to drop the clothes from her muscular body. Every inch of her chiseled - hard - right down to the ample cock that hung between her legs.
“Probably for the best considering how bratty they’ve been. Wouldn’t you agree, Sal?”
“Aye.”
You swallowed the thick arousal in the back of your throat, watching as your Lady moved from off of the bed, giving Sal the room she needed to move in. Seeing the predator of the shark in her for the first time since you’d met her. An all too wide smile full of sharp teeth, her tentacles slowly slithering out and framing her body.
“On the bed, Sal.”
She only nodded in Alcina’s direction, every muscle in her body flexing deliciously as she crawled up onto the bed - situating herself up right. Your Lady humming in approval, coming up behind you with a crisp white rope in her hand - compelling your eyes to widen.
“Did you actually think you’d get away with no punishments tonight, pet?” She clicked her tongue in disappointment, watching you closely. “You should really know better by now.”
“Of.. of course, Mistress.”
“Hands behind your back.”
You gave her a little smirk, purposely moving your hands as slow as possible. A sharp yelp from your lips as she grabbed them both roughly - tugging them into position before she swiftly looped the rope around your wrists and arms, tying it off,
“Seems our obedient little pet still has some brat left in them after all.” She growled, her fingers firm in your hair as she pulled it back.
“Lookin’ forward ter fuckin’ it righ’ outtah ‘em.” Sal chuckled.
“Mh.. indeed.” Alcina replied, releasing your hair with such force that your head fell forward with a whimper. “I take it this means you’re ready for them, Sal?”
‘Aye.”
You watched your Lady nod once before she grabbed your hips - lifting you off the bed with the utmost of ease and she hovering you over Sal’s lap with your back to her. Her cock hard beneath you, twitching slightly in anticipation while her tentacles wrapped themselves firmly around your thighs and spread them open. The smirk that curled itself across the Countess’ lips was enough to send a surge of heat directly through your body. Lowering your body to straddle Sal’s hip as she released you. The tip of Sal’s cock against the slick of your entrance.
“Ready to behave, my pet?”
You whimpered, wanting so badly to brat out and buck your hips down, ultimately thinking better of it.
“Mmph- …perhaps, Mistress.”
“Mh… always the brat. There’s no need to deny it, pet. I can smell that arousal between your legs from here.”
You whimpered again at the Countess’ purring tone, her intoxicating scent that rolled off of her in waves as she began to strip.
“Nice and slow now, Sal. Let’s say a little cock warming to start off with, hm?”
You cursed under your breath, earning a prompt chuckle from Sal.
“Heh, sounds good ter me.”
You felt your whole body tense as Sal began to lower your hips down onto her - teasingly as she very slowly filled your core. A deep flush creeping across the tops of your cheeks and splattering over the bridge of your nose as you finally met the base of her - her firm cock stationary inside you, immediately making you ache with need. The last bit of fabric falling from Alcina’s body - every sinful inch of her exposed as she settled herself on the bed in front of you. Her heady musk enveloping your senses, fueling your need to an even higher level..
“You’re absolutely stunning like this, pet. All filled and desperate for us. I can only imagine just how badly you’d like to roll those hips of yours.”
You could feel Sal’s grip on your hips and thighs tighten at the Countess’ words, forcing you to whine.
“Yes, v-very badly, Mistress. Please.” Your voice barely above a whisper.
“Mh… there’s my needy little slut.. begging already.”
Alcina hummed in satisfaction, giving Sal a small nod as her own fingers fell to her core. The curse under your breath swiftly turning to a moan as Sal bucked her hips up into you, holding you flush against the base of her as she forced you down onto it - stilling it once again. The fingers of your Lady’s other hand tangling themselves into your hair as she leaned in closer, licking her lips as if she were about to devour you whole - sending a shiver across your flushed body.
“Come now, draga mea.. beg for it properly, like a good pet.”
“Fuck” You whimpered, knowing there was no point in continuing any further - the ache in your core already building to a blazing inferno as Sal remained motionless inside you. The only sensations to be felt being the incessant throbbing of her cock against your walls and the trickle of your own desire. “Please, Mistress? Please.. let Sal fuck me?”
“Mh.. utter perfection.” The Countess smirked. “Make sure to be thorough with them, Sal. They have been rather.. difficult all day.”
“Aye.”
Even without seeing it, you could sense the toothy grin of Sal behind your back. Her hips adjusting slightly as she pulled your body back by the rope binding your arms - giving your Lady a most generous view of your eager core and the arousal that dripped from it. The first thrust of Sal’s cock sending fireworks behind your eyes, forcing you to close them with an utterly needy moan.
“Eyes on me, pet.”
‘F-fuck. Yes, Mistress.”
The Countess leaned back on one elbow with her legs spread widely. Large fingers moving slowly through wet folds as Sal’s hips picked up the pace, moving her hands to your waist as she ground you down onto her. Making you take all of her. And oh, the sweet moans that were buried in Sal’s throat.. the deep breaths hitched in your Lady’s. A chorus of sounds that did nothing to help the profound heat - the aching need - that was surging through your core. Your Lady’s gaze never dropping from yours, even as she slid her fingers inside herself with a breathy moan - making you whimper.
“Not enough, pet? Are we so needy today?”
You only nodded, moaning even louder as one of Sal’s tentacles came around and ghosted over your clit. The length of her womanhood deep inside you - throbbing with each pump.
“Use your words, pet.”
“Yes.. I’m very needy, Mistress.”
At this the Countess only drove her fingers deeper into herself - eyes half lidded and brimming with desire. You cursed again, body completely flushed with arousal as you were forced only to watch, wanting so badly to touch her..
“Please, Mistress. I need to feel you.”
“Mh.. well now, how can I deny mommy’s perfect little slut such a greedy request, hm?”
“.... if you’re mommy.. then what does that make Sal?”
You weren’t even sure what made the quip fall from your lips, but the deep growl from Sal’s throat and the dangerous look in your Lady’s eyes made you immediately regret it.
“Lift them up, Sal.”
“Aye.”
You whined immediately at the empty feeling within your core as Sal slipped out of you. Alcina’s smirk growing more devious as she moved in closer - leaning you both back against the bed.
“Now, take their backside. Let me worry about their front.”
“Heh.. gladly.”
You only had a moment to ready yourself before you felt the tip of Sal’s cock saturating your ass with your own juices before she lowered you back down and slowly slid it in. Your body tense - filled with an all too familiar heat as your Lady wrapped her hand around your throat.
“I want to hear you say it, pet.” She snarled, two fingers pressed side by side along your entrance.
“Ah-.. Fuck… say what, Mistress?”
She pressed her fingers in a little further, forcing a tiny stretch around the tips of them.
“Tell me who you belong to.”
“Fuck.. You, Mistress. You.”
A deep whine as her fingers began to breach your walls ever so slightly.
“And who is your Mistress, pet?”
“My Lady… Dimitrescu.. You.. You are-”
“Mh, that’s right. “ She replied, a devilish grin across her face - her warm breath against your neck as she leaned in to whisper. “And it would do you well to never forget it.”
You nodded fiercely, biting your bottom lip - body almost completely overcome with heat.
“Mhm! Yes, Mistress... I won’t.”
The Countess planted a bruising kiss to your lips before sliding her fingers inside you - filling you completely and forcing you to squirm. A wholly new sensation with every part of you restrained in some way. The rope around your arms and wrists, Sal’s strong hands on your hips, their tentacles on your thighs.. all topped off with your Lady’s hand around your throat like the cherry on top of a brat sundae. Why, the very thought that you were entirely at their mercy only fueled the throb in your core to a pulsating heat. The delicious way Alcina’s fingers filled you so perfectly - stretching you to the brink yet making you want more. The length of Sal’s womanhood buried deep within your ass as your Lady started a teasingly slow pace
“Let’s try this again.. shall we, pet? Are you ready to behave?”
She punctuated her question with a firm thrust, smirking when you whimpered.
“Yes.. yes, Mistress.”
“Mh.. that’s my good slut.”
“Yes.. all yours, Mistress.”
“Well, I do believe Sal has your ass at the moment, my pet.”
She chuckled softly, thrusting her fingers a little harder and pulling a sharp cry from your lips.
“Heh.. aye. An’ for tha’ matter, Countess.. why don’tcha let take care of yeh?”
You watched as two of Sal’s tentacles came from around your backside and slithered out towards the Countess. A contemplative look in her eye and the slight flush of arousal upon her cheeks.
“Very well, then.” She replied with a nod, adjusting her knees on the bed as she spread them widely to give Sal better access.. You could feel her hand tense against your throat as the appendages smoothly slid inside of her - the breathiest of moans falling from her crimson lips.
The deep thrusts that came next were indulgent at first, slowly enkindling the already burning desire within you to an almost paralyzing ache. Not that you could have moved either way, given the circumstances. Your lovers had made quite sure of that. Every inch of your body taut - rigid - bound by the restraints of both the physical and the carnal.
“Such a greedy little slut, hm? Taking both of us like this. And so eagerly, at that.”
She answered her own question by driving her fingers even harder in - your now sopping wet core clenching around her - ripping an utterly desperate cry from your lips. Your juices saturating the sheets below you and dripping down her wrist. A chuckle from Sal quickly turning into a moan as the length of her pumped relentlessly in and out of you. Your ass stretching exquisitely around her with each meticulous thrust of it. The Countess’ breath growing ever so erratic, rocking her hips as Sal’s tentacles buried themselves deep inside of her - moaning in earnest when another one slid in.
“Please, Mistress.”
You barely got the words out against the large fingers that were still wrapped firmly around your neck - nails digging in just hard enough. Her eyes burrowing into you, half lidded and filled with nothing but the pleasure of the moment.
“Please what, pet?”
You weren’t sure just how much longer you would last. Your hips forced down onto Sal’s cock.. onto your Lady's fingers… time and time again. The sweet, indulgent moans that hung thick in the air as each of your pleasures built. The feeling of Sal twitching inside you as she grew closer and closer to the edge. Alcina’s reserve falling as waves of bliss began to crash over her.
“Mistress.. please.. I.. please, I’m so close.”
You tried to remember if you had ever been desperate enough to beg in such a way before, but the blissful haze within your mind made it difficult to focus on anything but the myriad of sensations that were threatening to take over you. And you knew that the utter desperation that coated your plea had effected both of your lovers quite the same, feeling their paces grow more unstable at just the sound of it.
“Mh.. Yes, my pet. Come for your Mistress.”
“Th-thank you, Mistress.”
She tightened her grasp on your throat a little more as your hips began to jerk, feeling the first orgasm immediately wash over you with a violent shudder.
“Mph. fuck... again.. please.”
“Aye.. needy, are yeh?”
You whimpered, nodding your head and moaning even louder as Sal lifted you by your hips from her lip, stopping just short of completely falling out of you before forcing you back down again.
“Fuck”
“Heh.. yer asked fer it.”
You could sense your Lady’s was growing closer for she hadn’t even punished you for your lack of her title, her magnificent body writhing against the cool night air - stealing all of the breath from your lungs as she pressed a heated kiss to your lips.
“Mh.. my.. perfect pet.”
“.. sweet lil’ luv.”
You moaned out loudly at their praise, an almost screamless cry ripping from your throat as an intense, pricking heat swiftly crashed over your body like a tidal wave - burning everything in its path in an unyielding peak of pleasure. Sal’s thick desire seeping from your already dripping hole and trickling down the slit of you as her climax wholly filled you. The length of her twitching with every pump as she sank her teeth into the soft flesh of your shoulder.
Your Lady was the next to let go as she released her hand from your throat and eagerly brought it to her clit. forcing a violent orgasm to swiftly rip through her as she continued to ride out her peak.
The next few moments were a bit of a blur.. your eyes closed and your breath nothing more than an exhausted pant. The absence of warmth as they both slowly slid out of you, releasing your thighs and unwrapping the rope from your arms and wrists. And you were fairly certain you immediately fell forward into your Lady’s arms - but even that you couldn’t be sure of.
“Sal, get them some water. They need to hydrate.”
“O’course.”
You vaguely remembered opening your eyes just long enough to see Sal’s firm backside head into the bathroom with a glass. The soothing sensation of the cool water against your dry throat felt almost good enough to make you come all over again, but the relieving warmth of your Lady’s arms wrapped around your body quickly reminded you of just how wrecked you actually were.
“You did so well, my pet.”
“Mmhm.. thank.. you.. my lady.”
“Aye.. tha’ yer did.” Sal added as she took the glass from your hands.
“Mhm.”
You tried your hardest to muster enough strength to get out more than the single word that seemed to lose itself in the softness of Alcina’s bosom. Her steady heartbeat - the warmth of her bare skin against yours. For a moment, you wondered if it was the blissed out fog that rolled across your body that was slowly encasing you, or Sal. Either way, it felt so incredibly good against your flushed skin that you didn’t really care. You were utterly wrecked - sore, aching, claimed - and feeling more satisfied than you had ever felt in your life.
