you love sevika and the life you built with her, but there's always a part of you that wished that your mother was also a member of your life. there was always a weak flame glowing in you, hoping that your mother would walk up and put more firewood for the fire to sustain. but she made her stance known when you were crying your feelings out to her, how you still wanted to try working it out with her, that even though what is natural to you might be different from her but you were still her daughter. but she made it clear that she will never see you the same again and wouldn't want to.
from then on you made up your mind that you would never inflict the same pain on your child, that your child would never have to choose between family and their own identity. and when you were graced with the news of carrying a baby, you cried for hours in sevika's arms out of sheer excitement but also fear.
i'm going to be a mother.
i'm going to be a mother.
sevika shared the same fear of failing as a parent. but the intensity of your anxiety and dread over motherhood had her concerned about you. she knew you would never intentionally hurt your child, but your frequent breakdowns, you spiralling down in self loathing and self doubt had her worried that maybe, just maybe, you were not as ready as you thought you were. you never told her about your mother, not in detail that is, and she respected that. she knew that you broke contacts with her over her not accepting who you are. you were always selectively secretive over your family life, seeming that you just weren't ready to open that pandora box just yet.
so when she heard you sniffling the middle of the night, she was damn worried. it wasn't uncommon for you to crave random food and weird combinations in the middle of the night, you would outright just tell her what you wanted and she'd be on her heels to get it for you. but that night you didn't even tell her what you were craving. you just cried out that you were hungry.
"i'm... i'm hungry..."
"tell me what you want, i'll get it for you right now."
"you can't..."
"tell me baby, i can't see you crying so much."
"i want kakara pitha..."
you started crying harder when you saw the confused look on sevika's face because obviously she wouldn't know what that was. kakara pitha wasn't just a food for you, it was the love and time your mother stuffed in the pitha that you miss. and that love and time from your mother was now just something of the past. it was such times that made you feel a tinge of regret for leaving home and moving to a city continents away from your hometown.
"i miss mama... i want my mama..."
sevika stiffened up when those words left your lips. she felt helpless in that moment, not even sure if the thing you were craving was sweet or sour. all she was able to do was pat your back and hope that you fall asleep, only the stars knew how much you needed it given the constant kicks and braxton hicks you've been feeling.
the following morning you were absolutely groggy, not talking, just sighing again and again. sevika wasn't in the kitchen when you entered, which was odd since she always stayed to watch you have your breakfast. but that morning she just put up a sticky note, with a "went to buy sum stuff, have your brekkie." written on it.
it took a while for her to get back home. she entered through the front door and saw you sitting on the couch, mindlessly watching tv and playing with your fingers, she reminded herself to cut your fingernails before you nick yourself accidentally. you had not realised she was home till you heard the loud thud of the groceries being put on the counter.
"sevika you're home..."
"come on baby get up i need your help."
you looked at her confused, how could you help her in anything? you can barely even walk for 5 minutes before feeling exhausted. you weren't even helpful to her when you were not pregnant. how were you useful now when you're bloated and fat and ugl-
"doll it's something only you can do, please get up."
as you sat down on the counter, sevika handed over the ipad with a video playing. more specifically, a recipe video in a language you've not heard in a while.
"huh..."
it was a recipe video for kakara pitha. in odia. in your own mother tongue.
"i felt that a video recipe will help be better to make this but almost all of them are in odia, so i need your help in translating what the woman is saying. i got all the ingredients i could get using google translate, i wanted you up to help with that but you looked so pretty sleeping so i didn't have the heart to wake you up- baby are you crying?"
you hid your face behind your palms while your shoulders shook, trying to minimise the sound of the emotions overflowing you. sevika walked towards you and placed your head against her, patting your back as you held onto her shirt.
"tha-thank you so much, i... i don't know what is happening to me. i just- i can't understand-"
"that's why i'm here for, doll... you're not alone."
author's note : this probably is my biggest fear of diaspora, i can't imagine being away from my culture and my family but as much as i love my family i know that my queer identity will a thorn in the rose for most of them. my odia roots are something i take great pride in even though i can barely write my name in the language but hey it's the thought that matters ig. also i ran out of emotional power to continue this further, thus the abrupt end. still on hiatus cuz my college decided that ending a semester in 3 months is a great idea!! yay!!!
Summary: Sevika comes in for regular sessions but she leaves with a little something extra.
A/N: This ended up being a little longer than I thought. I really indulged myself with shameless s*x and emotions. I can't help it, I love to pine. This was not proofread so all mistakes are my own. xoxo Ravioli <3
Warnings: smut 18+, collaring, leash tugging, shoe worship, leg worship, strap on use, reader only goes by 'Mistress', slight pup/pet play, language, slight angst with a happy ending
PS: Some of the titles of my fics are names of songs I associate the story with. This one is Bedroom Eyes by the Dum Dum Girls if you want to give it a listen <3
Minors do NOT interact
*Knock knock*
You'd be lying if you said you weren't anticipating your session with a certain brute force woman.
Sevika had been coming to you for months now. You weren't like the other girls that worked at Babette's. You took on a much different interest once you got comfortable and acquired the type of clientele that fit your 'talents'.
Never really been one to take any lip, playing nice and submitting felt like a waste to what you were truly capable of in your line of work. Word spread about you being one of the top Domme's at the brothel, which eventually brought in more customers seeking your services. All of them paid very handsomely as well. Especially Sevika.
You turned to meet the tall woman at the entryway. A smile made its way to your face when you noticed how meek she looked waiting for you to acknowledge her. Even though her stance stayed strong and tall, her back was stiff, eyes didn't come up to meet yours, and her hands fiddled at her sides.
Your head tilted to the side, "Always on time aren't you...Puppy?" The way the pet name left your lips flicked a switch inside the brunette. She wasn't in the head space yet, but she sure as hell was about to be. Sevika felt a tingle in the back of her head as that word wormed its way through her ear and twisted itself deep in the back of her mind.
"Don't get all shy on me now, pet. You can speak." You said to mostly reassure the woman. You wanted her to submit, not be afraid of her time here.
"My apologies, I'd never be late for you, Mistress." Just like your pet name for the taller woman affected her, the honorific she spoke back affected you. A title that already built you up but when spoken from her felt like it was laced in praise and gold.
"You certainly never are. Come in, make yourself comfortable while I grab some things." You gave Sevika a comforting smile before walking away to a dresser. The brunette slowly paced up to a couch with a long coffee table in front. On the table laid a crystal glass cup, a pack of smokes that Sevika mentioned she liked in passing that come from the Topside, and a bottle of stout whiskey.
Sevika grabbed the bottle and poured herself a heavy shot, admiring the small gesture and shuffles coming from the other side of the room. Hearing you move about but not being able to see what you were doing made the hair on the back of her neck stand in anticipation. She always looked forward to these sessions.
Sevika sprawled out on the couch a little more hoping to ease some of her nerves. Metal arm resting on the back of the head rest with her organic hand and glass resting on her lap. She swirled the liquid around and admired its reflections of light. Suddenly, you rounded into her field of view wearing an all black ensemble of a soft halter neck bra, baggy pants that only hugged your waist, and a leash and collar in each hand.
"I hope you don't mind me spoiling you a little, but I do look forward to seeing my favorite pet." You flashed her a wink that made her blush and duck her head. Her breathing became heavy as you walked up behind her. You let the back of your fingers touch the little hairs on the back of her neck as you wrapped the thick black studded collar around Sevika's muscular neck. Her breathing hitched at the tiny sparks of electricity. Her hand gripped the glass a little tighter and shook as she brought it to her lips for a sip.
When you fixed the collar to a suitable size you made your way back around the front of the sofa. Sevika's large fingers pawed at the tag and ring that dangled down to hit her collar bone. She couldn't see but felt little grooves on the front and back of the circular tag. A tiny bit of warmth spread through her chest. She felt like she belonged somewhere; here. Under you.
Once you came around to the front, you sought purchase on her lap. Sevika's face blushed once more at your closeness. Your hands felt the front of her top just at the hem and moved their way up. Your fingers brushing lightly over her breasts and grazing the spot her nipples rested behind the fabric. A small huff escaped from her mouth. The sound made you lift your eyes to look into her own steel colored orbs. Her pupils constantly expanding and shrinking.
Sevika was too distracted to even notice that you latched the leash to the o-ring. "Thank you for the gifts, Mistress." Your left hand came up to wrap the leash around it a couple times while the other touched her cheek. "Good behavior warrants good gifts, pet."
She shuddered. Yes, she is a good pet. "Now finish your drink so we can move to the bed." In a flash of a gulp, Sevika downed what little was left of the shot in her glass and lifted herself. You led the two of you back to the large plush bed that rested against the center of the back wall.
You sat down on the mattress with grace and crossed your legs. The brunette's gaze still baring down to you waiting for her first command of the session. You let your tongue peek out to wet your lips and in a sudden yank, pulled the leash on Sevika's collar. "Kneel in position."
She dropped like lightning, not wasting any time. Back straight, shoulders back, palms down. You let her have a confirming smile. Gods she was so good. Your ankle rolled around in front of Sevika's face and her eyes followed the circular motion.
"You look so hungry puppy. Have you been a good girl? Have you missed your Mistress?" You mocked in a sad tone, you knew Sevika was craving the control and release only you could give her.
"Yes, I-I've missed you a lot, Mistress." She always got nervous when you made her admit her feelings out loud but she needed to be more open, especially if she was going to serve to you. Your free hand moved slowly up your leg to the hem of your pants when you started to pull them down. Down passed your hips, then thighs. Down passed your calves and your ankles until they came completely off.
Sevika was drooling. That submissive voice in the back of her brain screaming to worship your long legs. She was so engrossed in her admiration for the softness of your legs that her eyes nearly skipped the all black shiny new strap and harness that rested around your waist.
You had been packing under your pants this whole time. Sevika's body vibrated with the anticipation of being claimed by you. You chuckled lowly. You noticed the intense hypnotizing stare the other woman was giving your lower body. Right hand moved up to grip the base of your faux member. You stroked it a couple times to rile up your muscular lover a little bit more.
"You look so good on your knees for me. Be a good little slut and worship Mistress' heels. If you're good enough she'll give your a big treat." Your smile bordered on malicious. You loved riling up the larger woman. She ducked down holding your eye contact while bringing her mouth down to the top of your shoe.
Her cheek rubbed at the top of your foot while her hand caressed your ankle. Her fingers moved up and down feeling the small width of your legs down to the tiny point of the heel. The amount of embarrassment felt so good. Her core pulsed with want as you watched her nuzzle and lick at your shiny black shoes.
This part was never so much Sevika's forte but she always wanted to worship. Her favorite body part were your legs that she held on hope that you'd let her worship next. She'd go to church every day if it meant she could bow between your thighs and praise the apex that barely peek from behind the strap.
You were moaning a little more now, still stroking yourself at the sight of such a strong and scary woman literally at your feet. She was the most beautiful like this. You tugged lightly up on the leash.
"Move your way up slowly Puppy." A whimper that was stuck in the back of Sevika's throat shot out as she surged her lips against your shin. The soft skin was unparalleled to anything she had ever felt before. She left sloppy open mouth kisses everywhere while her deft finger grazed up and down to feel the taught muscles and thick thighs that stretched above her.
Your breathing grew. All of the tingles from Sevika's mouth and hands began to spur you on more. The wetness between your legs started to seep down your folds. You were going to wreck her in the best way.
"Such a good girl," you purred, "your mouth is making me more wet by the minute Puppy. Remove your pants." Sevika didn't want to tear her hands away from where she was making your skin the most warm but her body was feeling trapped behind her tight clothes.
She was fumbling too much with the belt and it made her frustrated. Stupid thing giving her problems at a time like this, accidentally caused her to nip at your thigh. You yelped in surprise before giving her a warning tug. "Don't fuck it up now Princess. Bad dogs don't get treats."
"I'm sorry Mistress, I won't do it again." She made work of the belt finally getting it off and undoing the buttons and zipper of her pants. Before she could move her face closer to your cunt, you pulled her up from her place.
Sevika's knees looked deliciously red where she was kneeling. Her pants dropped the rest of the way off when she stood. You yanked her forward and surged your pointer and middle finger straight between her thighs feeling the wetness that was leaking out.
"Who made you wet like this Pet?"
"You Mistress." Your ministrations sped up at her answer.
"Who do you worship when no ones looking?"
"You Mistress." Her breathing was faltering, a fire began to dance behind your eyes.
"Who do you belong to?"
"Y-you Mistress." She whined and you pulled her forward hungrily taking her lips in yours. Your fingers dipped shallowly into her entrance to gather more slick only to move your hand away and rub your strap with her wetness. Your left hand wrapped more around the leash leaving little space between you and your sub. Your right hand reached back out to pull Sevika forward by her thighs.
Her body was moving on autopilot. Head fuzzy as she melted against your mouth. The way your tongue took hers sent goosebumps down her body. Her hands braced your shoulders while both of her strong thighs rested on either side of yours. She was moaning and whimpering into your mouth and you swallowed every single one. It fueled the feral fire inside your own body that screamed to take this woman in all of her glory.
You positioned the head of the strap at her plush entrance. Sevika rutted her hips against the feeling controlling herself to not take anymore than what was given. As your kisses got more intense, your left hand pulled harder on the black leather leash. The brunette's hips sank down slowly and absorbed the girth and length of your silicone toy into her wanting sex. A deep guttural moan weeped from her dark lips. So much need coursed through her body. Her muscles flexed involuntarily from the feeling of you buried inside of her.
Your hand massaged her thick thigh before moving back to cup her full ass cheek. Your hands palmed the soft flesh to encourage the woman to move against you more.
"You're taking me so well Pet. Such a good submissive slut for me." Sevika whimpered more at the praise. Her brain turned to mush at all of the stimulation she was receiving. If she couldn't get praise from her real job, she always knew she could get it from you. The feeling of being taken and collared began to make her body warm and her heart pound. The pressure of you tugging at her neck matched the pressure of the strap pressing against her spongey spot. She was seeing swirls behind her eyes caused by the immense pleasure that spread through her core.
You gripped her ass tighter and clenched your jaw. You were losing all control watching this brute of a woman willingly fall apart at your control. You couldn't stop staring at the way her pussy took in your toy every time you pushed it in. You wanted, no, needed more. You knew exactly what she was capable of.
The power of leaving this strong and modified woman a whimpering, crying mess at your will made your hips fuck faster into her. Her chest rose and fell heavily while sweat began to permeate her cropped top. Your hand moved away from her ass to grab her jaw.
"Lay on the bed and remove your top, now Pet." Your voice was demanding and it made Sevika whine. She mourned the loss of the sensation inside of her but she abided. The pleasure fogging her mind made her rush to take off her tight top and plopped down to the soft cold satin sheets.
When her eyes met you again, you had tore off your own top and stared down at where she lay. Confidence and power rolled off of you in waves. Her eyes trailed down to your bare chest to take in everything, the adrenaline making your nipples stand erect in the exposed air. She noticed how soft and full they looked and how they sat perfectly. The anticipation made her grip the sheets between her hands and spread her legs to welcome you in.
"I'm going to ruin you for anyone one else, Puppy. You're spread out so good like the hungry dog that you are." Sevika's eyes rolled into her head at your words. She was going to lose it.
You climbed up to her on the bed and wrapped her thighs around your smaller hips before plunging the glistening toy right back into her cunt. Sevika screamed when the toy slammed back into her g-spot. Her organic hand gripped the sheets tighter while the metal one ripped holes into the soft material. Your pace was hard and fast and there was no way you were going to let up. Her loud moans turned into incessant babbling as your piece hit into her over and over and over.
Her whole body was shaking in ecstasy. Her breasts tempting you as they bounced with each thrust. "Gods, you're so pretty like this. My stupid little sub being my best fuck toy." Your head dipped to her chest and your hand shoved two fingers in her open mouth.
Sevika automatically sucked on your digits that were still slightly sweet from when you touched her earlier. Her fat tongue swirled in between and around as best she could with how deep they were pressing towards the back of her throat. Your own tongue followed the same movement as hers around her hardened nipple. Her skin was salty with the light sheen of sweat that coated her body. Her breast felt so soft pressed against your face as your pressed into her more to suck her stiff bud harder into your mouth.
The larger woman wanted to cum so bad. She was close but she was still missing the stimulation she craved to her clit. The nub pulsed with want. The pressure of the flare base that slapped against her skin wasn't stimulating enough. But she knew it'd all be over once you gave her that last bit of sweet attention.
Your sucking and biting was ruthless. When you released her breast with a pop, you lifted and noticed all of the red marks littering her chest. You were smiling down as your hips continued your rough pace inside of Sevika. Not remembering when you made those, you must have lost control while you were down there. You gave one single thrust until you slowed the roll of your hips. Your sub was still whimpering something around your fingers.
"Use your words Puppy. What do you need?" A string of spit connected your fingers to her mouth when you moved them away to let her speak. "Please Mistress, I need you." You smirked and tilted your head.
"I'm filling you up with my cock and sucking your chest. What more does my greedy slut need?" The other woman's breathing was heavily labored.
"M-my clit please. Wanna cum on your cock, s-so close."
You let out a mocking laugh. "Such a greedy little dog. You want more pleasure? If you don't cum with me, I will either not let you or I will punish you." Sevika nodded against the pillow, trying to focus her blurry sight on you.
Your hand came up and slapped the non scarred side of her face, "Use your words, Pet." Sevika arched her back at the sting.
"I u-understand, M-mistress."
"Good Dog."
You slammed your hips once more into her. You could feel her cunt sucking you in with every hard thrust you administered. You brought your spit covered fingers down to rub the laziest circles on Sevika's swollen clit. A tear rolled down her face at the finality of having that coursing feeling. You let your left hand come back up to the neglected leash that hung off the side of her one golden shoulder. You gripped the strap with as much strength you could muster to hit up into Sevika's weeping sex. The feeling of your skin pressing up against hers with her body shaking and moaning under you was bringing you closer. Your hips were stuttering while your fingers moved haphazard and without rhythm on her hard clit.
"I'm so close, Puppy. Cum with me, baby." Her clit pulsed and she clenched around you when you called her 'baby'. It was one of the more domestic pet names you've said to date. Even though being called 'Dog' or 'Puppy' sparked that secret submissive nature, calling her 'baby' lit a whole new fire.
"I wanna cum so bad with you, Mistress. Please, please, please..."
Your fingers rubbed faster and harder, your hips went deeper and deeper. The coil in your own stomach close to breaking and you weren't going to stop it for anything.
"3..."
"Please, please..."
"2..."
More pleas and drool fell from her mouth.
"1..."
Your hips snapped and sputtered as you came hard. The feeling of your own orgasm made you press the toy deep inside. Sevika came seconds later when you snapped your hips in your blind ecstasy. She moaned loud and deep, as the pleasure made her eyes roll into her head and her body spasm with tremors as wetness coated the strap and a little seeped out. It was the hardest she's came in her whole life.
Your own wetness leaked down your inner thighs while you caught your breath. You looked down on your pet, rubbing circles on her hips. Her body was soaked in sweat. The shiny gleam of her chest caught your eye while her breasts lifted and fell. Her soft lips were parted and her eyes were closed but twitched as they moved frantically behind her darkened lids.
Her sweaty body almost looked like it was covered in small diamonds. You took the time to take in each divot and curve of her muscles while you still had the opportunity. Sevika looked like art, crafted carefully from the finest marble. If you didn't know better you'd say that she was created to resemble a Goddess of war and strength.
Your hands mindlessly ran up both of her arms. She was made for force, whether it was natural or if she built herself up that way. She was known for striking fear and doing all of Silco's dirty work, yet she came to you every week and gave herself as if she were the most lax kitten.
Your fingers were now feeling up her chest just above her full breasts and slipping up the follow the dips of her collar bone. Your chest swelled with pride, and...something else. It made you swoon to think that you got to see the best of this woman. The most devoted of Zaun's inhabitants.
Her eyes fluttered open, and your breath hitched. Her grey eyes stared deeply into your own. When did your right hand come up to her cheek? Your thumb ran over the blue shimmering scars. They looked something beautiful like waves in a far off sea, or the speckles in an opal you saw once.
Her eyes welled up as you both gazed at each other. Her body running on exhaustion and autopilot. Her heart started to hammer in her chest. 'Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry' she tried to will herself. In her distraction she didn't notice when your lips met hers. The warmth in Sevika's chest finally burst. She doesn't remember a time in all of her sessions when you've ever kissed her like this. Sometimes it happened in the heat of the moment but never like this.
You were pouring so much emotion into the kiss. Trying to convey an emotion the two of you rarely felt from anyone else or for another person. What was that feeling? Both of your lips fit together like pieces completing a puzzle. The brunette's strong arms came up to wrap around your waist. She craved for your body to be closer impossibly even though you were still resting inside of her.
Sevika took in a sharp inhale at the mental image of what the two of you must look like. Sweaty broken messes, tangled up after the heat of a raw and intense session. She felt something wet and warm hit her cheek and roll down where your hand pressed against the side of her face. When she separated from your mouth, you quickly moved to sit up and hide your face. You carefully removed yourself from inside your sub before running to put a robe around yourself.
Sevika's body shot up to reach out for you. Her heart was barely containing itself from inside its cage. What was happening? Her body ran cold at the thought that you were about to break this whole thing off. She began to sweat again in the silent anticipation of what might happen next.
"You were a very good girl today, Puppy. I look forward to seeing you again soon." Your sentence was controlled but Sevika could hear the wobble in your voice. Why were you...crying? Relief briefly washed over the bigger woman but something was still bothering her. Her heart didn't cease its beating. It felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.
She lifted from the bed and padded over to where you stood. Her hands came up to slowly wrap around your waist. Your body stiffened at the feeling before a sob jumped its way out. How could this have happened? When did you start feeling like this?
"I know this is complicated. Some of the words are very hard to find especially when you don't know what some of those words are."
Sevika whispered into your hair close to your ear from where her chin rested against your shoulder.
"It really looks like we have more in common than just...this."
Your hands dropped from covering your mouth and turned around in her strong arms. The redness in your eyes from your tears made the colors shine brighter. Sevika started to drown in your gaze but she had to pull herself together. Finish this.
"I'm not too good with words. But there's this feeling I get. When you call me by my pet names. When you called me...'baby'. I don't think I can walk away from this session the same way I have been able to."
Your brows scrunched together as your eyes started to well up again.
"What are you trying to say, Pup?"
The taller woman giggled at your use of her pet name. She softened at the small bit of comfort.
"I think I'm trying to say...I would like to see you more. Outside of these walls. I...uh...you deserve more than you've probably allowed yourself to have."
She was right. You knew she was speaking in a way that showed that she had also been denying herself some of the fruits of life trying to fight her way into a better world for everyone that had ever been cast aside into the Lanes. She was always going to have to be the scary attack dog for Silco but would you be able to accept the mask she had to put on for the world? Even though she was going to remove it for you when she returned?
"I think I have more than enough time to learn new tricks." You gave Sevika a watery wink before you slipped your head into the crook of her neck. She smelled of sweat, sex, and faint lotion.
Her arms wrapped tighter around you in a protective embrace. Her chin resting over the crown of your head.
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