Kinktober Day 5: Gags (Jonathan Byers x Fem! reader)
Warnings: dom! Reader, sun! Jonathan, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks), NSFW, MINORS DNI, 18+ only, gags (not uses on reader), praise and degrading, teasing. (Let me know if I missed anything)
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I had caught him. His eyes were wide with fear. His right hand vaulted it’s movements up and down his leaking cock, his left held a photo. Not just any photo though. Oh no. It was a picture of me, naked, playing with myself.
“Move your hand, Jonathan. Get it off your cock, now.” I instructed.
He instantly released it and brought it up in surrender.
I walked forward and snatched the photo from his other hand, “I’ll take that.” I said before walking over to his dresser.
The top drawer held his socks and underwear, and tucked in the far back right corner a collection of naughty photos I allowed him to take of me. Carefully I tucked the photo away with the others before walking back to where he was sitting in the chair at his desk, his cock still hard. I gently sat up on the desk and used my foot to push him back a little bit.
“What were you doing, Jonathan?” I asked gently.
He said nothing and refused to look me in the eyes. But I waited patiently for a few moments.
“Jonathan.” I called trying to get him to look at me.
Still nothing.
“Jonathan. I asked you a question.” I said a bit harsher and he finally looked up at me.
“You want to tell me what you were doing, baby boy?” I asked sweetly.
“I didn’t cum.” He said quickly.
I sighed and shook my head.
“I asked what you were doing.” I reminded him.
“I just… I missed you an- and-“
He stopped upon seeing me shaking my head again.
“Try again. What were you doing?”
“I promise I didn’t mean to, just I’ve been busy with work, haven’t seen you and needed it… I’m sorry.” He rambled.
I sighed dramatically and stood up.
“You know what, I don’t want to hear excuses.” I paused as I got to his closest and dug around for the box hidden in the back.
Once I found what I was looking for I turned back to him, “And I’m not going to.”
Hanging from my finger by its strap was a ball gag. Jonathan’s voice got caught in his throat.
“You broke two rules. You touched yourself without permission. And you didn’t answer me. You know what happens when you break rules…” he nodded, “You get punished.”
I walked towards him until I was right in front of him and bent down to look him in the eyes.
“Do you understand, baby?” I asked.
“Yes ma’am.” He said quietly with a small nod.
“Good, boy.” I said bring my hand up to his cheek gently.
I leaned in and pressed a slow, soft kiss to his lips. When I pulled away I straightened up and stepped behind him to put the gag on him. While adjusting the straps I was careful to catch any of his hair in it.
“Does that feel okay?” I asked.
He nodded.
“It’s not too tight?” I asked to confirm.
He shook his head. I stepped back in front of him and squatted down. He could tell by my demeanor I was about to get serious.
“Since you have the gag on, we’re going to use a physical safe word, okay?”
He nodded.
“Good. If you need to stop, you’re either going to tap my thigh twice like this,” I demonstrated against his bare thigh two quick taps, “Or snap at me. Okay?” He nodded again.
“Good, boy.” I praised him and smiled at the way he squirmed slightly.
I stood and turned his chair around so he could see himself in the mirror.
“Oh look at my pretty boy, all gagged and needy for me to fuck him.” I teased.
He let out a small whimper around the gag before I stood him up and led him over to the bed. He settled, leaned back against the headboard. I reached my hand out and stroked his cock a couple times.
“Because you couldn’t wait, you took away one of my favorite parts…” I sighed sadly.
He bucked his hips up trying to get some more friction. I laughed at his desperation.
“My poor, poor boy. So needy. You’re already gagged, isn’t that humiliating enough without you desperately trying to fuck your self on my hand?”
He whined again.
“Quit whining or I’ll leave you here like this.” I threatened.
He settled down and once I was satisfied with his actions I stood up and began to slowly undress myself. I made sure to put on a show for him. When my breasts were released from my bra I took one in each hand and gently groped at them. Jonathan let out a muffled groan. Once I was naked I climbed on top of him.
“I’m going to ride you and you’re not going to cum until I say you can. Understand?” I said.
He nodded and I slowly sunk down onto his cock. Seeing him like this had already gotten me so wet that I was able to easily slide all the way down. While I let out a loud moan, he released a strangled groan of his own.
I began to ride him gently, knowing it would drive him nuts. His hands slowly reached up towards my hips. Once they made contact I halted my movements and slapped his hands. Immediately he removed his hands. I shook my head in disappointment at him.
“Come on, you know better. You have to ask for permission to touch me… oh wait, you can’t.” I pouted at him mockingly, “So sad, I guess you have to keep your hands to yourself then.”
Once his hands were back to the sheets, gripping them tightly I picked up where I left off. I brought one of my hands to rub my clit, bringing more pleasure for myself. Jonathan’s hips began bucking to help meet my actions, causing him to go even deeper inside of me. His rhythm was a bit all over the place. Between him trying to get himself off before and now everything I had been doing I knew he wasn’t going to last long.
“Are you close?” I asked, still trying to sound condescending but I was getting closer too and it was getting harder to keep up the act.
He nodded.
“You wanna cum?”
Again he nodded vigorously.
“Do you think you deserve to?”
He hesitated this time but again nodded.
“Are you going to be my good boy the rest of the night?” I asked.
No hesitation this time.
“Good. You may cum.” I said, speeding up the circles on my clit, chasing my release.
As my walls clenched with my orgasm, Jonathan went rigid under me as he came inside me. I continued to gently bounce up and down on his cock helping us ride out our orgasms.
Then slowly, I lifted myself up off of him, both of us groaning slightly. The mixture of our releases leaked out of my entrance and down his softening cock. I laid down beside him as we both caught our breath. After a few moments, I sat up some motioning for him to do the same. I carefully undid the gag and took off before pressing a kiss to his cheek and then his lips, both of which were still wet with his drool that had leaked out of the sides of his mouth.
“Come on pretty boy, let’s go get cleaned up.” I said.
We both got up and made our way to the bathroom to shower together.
“You did so good, pretty boy, you know that?” I asked gently as I moved some of his hair off of his sweaty forehead.
He blushed at the compliment.
“Could we maybe use the gag more often? Like not just for a punishment?” He asked timidly.
“Oh, my sweet, sweet boy, of course we can.” I said before giving him one last kiss as we got in the shower.
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