a/n: hi everyone, take this old drabble i found in my drafts. i’m going to take a break from writing maybe a week or two! but i’ll still be active on here :) just feel like i spent too much time writing and i have other things to do and also i feel tired so… <3
word count: 1k
Wanda’s voice was condescending as she slapped your bottom. “Now, dear. You knew better than to wear such a skimpy outfit to the pool party,” she said as she delivered another harsh slap onto your ass.
You wriggled in pain and babbled apologies that fell on deaf ears. “Pathetic little girl, did you want mommy’s attention that bad? Well here we are, darling, I’m all yours.”
“I’m sorry, Mommy.” You whimper as she smacks your back again. “Sorry?” She asks with a laugh. “Dumb slut, you didn't seem that sorry when you were whoring yourself out to everyone,” The smack that landed on your ass was particularly harsh and you jerked forward in pain.
“I can’t— please I’m sorry!” You pleaded and she smirked, “Promise me you won’t ever do it again?” She asked, stopping her punishment. “I won’t! I won’t!” You sobbed and she flipped you onto her lap. “Good girl,” she cooed, her personality changed the moment the punishment was over and she rubbed your back.
“You were so good, malysh. You took the punishment so well,” She pressed small kisses down the curve of your neck. “I’m sorry, baby. You know I don’t like punishing you,” Her voice was so gentle now, you hummed in response. Wanda cupped your cheeks, “Are you okay, now?” She asked, and you nodded. “I’m fine, Mommy.”
“You ready to take Mommy’s cock now?” Wanda smoothed your hair, “Uh-huh,” you say with your cheeks reddened. “Good, lay down for me.” She instructed and you did as you were told. You watched as she walked over to the drawer and picked out the strap that she usually used on you.
You let out a small whimper as you watched her undress and upon hearing your voice, Wanda turned around with a smirk on her face. “Mommy’s gonna be there, angel.” She said and you smiled at her sheepishly. “There, you look so pretty, doll.” Wanda crawled on top of you and smiled at your docile form. “So cute,” she said as she groped your chest.
She pressed herself against your front and giggled as you let out a whine, “Make more of those pretty noises for me and I think I'll come just from that,” You giggled at her words. Wanda pressed her lips down your chest, “Aw, honey,” She cooed, “You’re so warm,” Wanda nuzzled her nose into your neck and bit the flesh.
“I'm going to go in, okay?” She said and grabbed your thighs and spread your legs. “Oh, you're soaking the sheets, angel.” Wanda chuckled at how wet you were, she pressed the tip of her strap against your clit, “Mmph— mommy,” your whine was pathetic but to Wanda’s ears, it was music.
With a groan, she shoved herself into your cunt. “Oh, fuck!” Both of you moaned in unison, and Wanda started pumping into you, her hips slapped against your ass. “My sweet girl, you're taking mommy so well,” She whispered as your walls squeezed her so nicely. “Mommy’s perfect angel, that’s it, honey. Just lay there and let me make you feel good,” You moaned, your brain was quickly turning into mush as she thrust into you.
“Mommy, Mommy,” you cried out, Wanda watched as your eyes glazed over, tears of pleasure slipped down your face and she smiled as you writhed in pleasure. “Baby, if I could I’d fuck you forever,” she groaned and fastened her pace. “Could fuck this pussy forever,” she sighed and threw her head back, her own orgasm building up in her.
You closed your eyes feeling the pressure getting heavier. You couldn't take it anymore, it felt so good for her to be inside of you. Not that it didn't feel good every time she was inside you, but there was something different. “Oh god, mommy!” You cried, vision turning into splotches as you came.
Wanda let out a loud moan at the sight of you and held your down by your hands, pinning them above your head, and kept fucking into you, with now an almost animalistic need. “Fuck, fuck,” she growled as she pounded you. “Feels so good!” Wanda moaned as you squeezed her tightly, “I’m gonna, fu—” With a scream, Wanda fully shoved herself inside you, you cried out at the feeling of being filled by her and her cum.
“Mommy!” You moaned as she drew another orgasm from you. “Baby,” she gasped, she was cumming in you without stopping. “Baby, you feel so great,” She slurred, joining your lips together. You sighed into her mouth as she stilled inside. “Did you like my present baby?” She asked with a smile as pulled out of you, you wordlessly nodded and watched as her cum pooled out of your pussy.
“Aw angel, look at that,” She whispered, mesmerized by the sight. “So beautiful.” Her finger dipped between your folds and slid the cum back inside of you, making you whimper. “Oops, sorry. I just had to,” She said with a chuckle and pressed a kiss on the top of your knee. “You did so well for Mommy, love bug.” She pressed a kiss on your cheek and you closed your eyes at the warmth she provided. Humming, you wrapped your arms around her neck and pulled her closer to your body.
“If that’s the kind of surprise I get for disobeying you, maybe I should do it more often.” You said in a teasing tone. Wanda gasped at your words, “Y/n!” She said in an offended voice before the two of you burst into giggles.
“I must say… I do think it's endearing to see you sprawled out on my lap,” She said, trailing her finger along the curve of your neck. You shivered at her touch, “And I think it’s endearing when you're making love to me like an animal,” she flushed but smiled as you kissed her lips.
“Go to sleep, angel. Mommy will clean you up and put the pain reliever on you after a while,” You nodded into her neck and snuggled closer, “I love you, Mommy. I'm sorry for being bad.” Wanda smiled at your apology and lovingly stroked your hair, “I love you too, my angel.”
as i'm approaching 500 followers, starting tomorrow around 12:00pm est i will start the process of blocking minors/ageless blogs that are currently following me! pls pls pls put your age in your bio if you are an adult and if ur a minor, i am kindly asking that you unfollow me.
just for fun i'm assigning pics to each of the wanda's for the way i see them in my head when i write:
stoner!wanda bc she's def emo and in my head she's brunette bc i said so (brunette wanda is the loml and we should bring her BACK)
milf wanda is yet again brunette wanda mY LOVE!!! but she's also so soft and so sweet and i just want to play w her hair because it looks like it's soft and she probably smells rlly good.
daddy!wanda. this is controversial but iw wanda was fathering so hard ESP w that "hands off" line like i'm SCREAMINGGGGG.
about the nat stuff, i just think she'd make you work for it- like all the time 😍😍 she's so mean i love her
she'd like never ever make you take anything for granted, she'd make you thank her for everything, even if you dont like it
defo huge mommy kink to the end of time
omg no that is SOOOOO nat. nat is like the type to make you thank her for spanking and edging you because "mommy knows what you need, even if you don't like it" and if you refuse to thank her you're only getting spanked or edged more bc she's just mean like that 🫶🫶
would you ever write for nat? she's so mean it's so perfect
omg yes absolutely! i've had a wip with mean!nat in this works since i like...started this blog lol and then i entered an all consuming wanda era (esp after i started writing about my love stoner!wanda 🙏🙏) and it just got kinda pushed out of my head and then i've never had inspo to write it because i forgot all the ideas i once had for it 😭😭
that was basically a really roundabout way of me saying yes and i totally plan to i simply have extreme wanda brain rot 🫶🩷
if you have any ideas or anything though i'd love to hear them! it might finally get the nat train back on its tracks 🙏🙏
summary: leigh comes over in the middle of the night to ask you a favor.
warnings: 18+ minors dni! soft(ish)dom!leigh (she is still her regular amount of mean), idk probably mommy kink undertones because that's how i live now, fingering (r receiving), oral (r receiving), praise, criminal amounts of teasing, leigh being a rude, condescending bitch but she makes it up to you, leigh being unrightfully possessive (but it's okay bc it's hot), mediocre aftercare bc leigh
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you look at the clock on your phone as you hear a loud, repetitive knock at your door. you ignore it, deciding no good could come from suspicious knocking at 3:45 am on a thursday, sighing and turning over, getting sucked back into whatever trashy reality tv show was coming on.
then your phone buzzes. once. twice. three times in the span of a minute. before you even get the chance to pick it up to see who it is, you receive a call. you look at the caller id suspiciously: leigh shaw. you click to answer immediately, having heard the news about her husband just recently, wondering if she was calling after missing your condolences call when you were told.
before you could even get a word out you here her voice on the other end of the line. short and clipped, no room to argue or joke with her.
"i'm outside, let me in, it's cold out."
you get up and walk to the door, eyebrows furrowed, wondering why on earth leigh shaw would show up to your door at this hour, especially after what had happened with matt. upon opening you see leigh, clearly upset, but not appearing to be sad. the only thing you can see in her eyes is anger.
"leigh, what are you..?" you cut yourself off, not wanting to upset her more or make her feel unwelcome, "are you okay?"
she scoffs at you, rolling her eyes and walking straight past you into your home.
"don't do that, you know better."
you sigh, clearly, this would not be a very pleasant night.
"you're right, i'm sorry. i'll ask again, but if you get pissed, remember you're the one who told me to say it. what the fuck are you doing here?"
"better. lose the tone next time though, it's not cute on you. i need you to do me a favor."
you chuckle slightly, trying to lighten the mood or at least diffuse the tension the elephant in the room has been creating since she stepped into your apartment.
"awfully big talk for someone who is very rudely asking me for a favor."
"my husband died a month ago, i don't have to ask your permission to be bitter. and last time i checked, you weren't in charge of me."
you knew exactly what she was talking about. before she had met matt, she asked you to experiment with her, leading you through a series of heartbreaks and letdowns until you couldn't face it anymore and left her. throughout the six months the two of you were "together" she took you on a totally of five dates, showing up late to three of them. you had begun to feel like all she used you for was sex, and you simply couldn't bear it anymore. not when you were aching for her to love you the way she told you she did.
you look away, biting your lip, taking a deep breath to collect yourself. you didn't want to set her off, and she clearly wasn't in the right place to hear that she wasn't in charge of you either.
she walks towards you slowly, lifting your chin to encourage you to look up into her eyes, tucking a stray hair behind your ear.
"you know what i'm here for, baby." she smiled, sickeningly sweet, with a condescending scrunch of her eyebrows and nod of her head. "the question is: are you gonna give it to me? hm?"
you freeze, you feel your chest constricting and can hear yourself swallow thickly, as you consider. ethically, you know it's wrong. you know it will only crush you and give leigh the quick distraction shes looking for, nothing more, but you can't help it. everything about her makes you lightheaded and weak in the knees, and you knew she'd take care of you, she always had been so generous.
"leigh...i don't think-"
"shh, baby, that's why it's perfect. you don't need to think with me, remember?" she looks into your eyes, looking for any signs of true unwillingness, before pressing the softest of kisses just behind your ear. you can feel her smile against your skin as your breath hitches, or course she remembered.
"love..?" she trails off, waiting for some sign of a response from you, settling for a simple look into her eyes. "are you gonna let me fuck you? make you feel good just like i used to?"
you bite your lip, nodding, mumbling a quiet "please.."
you watch the grin spread across her face, she knew she had you the moment you opened the door.
"see! i knew you'd remember how much you missed me!" she pushes you back toward your couch, leading you to sit on the arm as she stands between your legs, wrapping you up in a deep, heated kiss. "hmmm, that's my girl."
you almost retort, going to tell her she has no right to call you that, when, as if she could sense it, she tugged on your hair, clearly a preventative warning to watch your mouth.
as a reward for your obedience, you feel her lips start to move downward, drifting to your cheek, then your jaw, down to your neck, clearly leaving bruises in her wake.
she chuckles against your skin, hot breath tickling your neck, when you instinctively tip your head to give her more room. smiling at the way she'd created a pattern of muscle memory in you that would never fade no matter how many years passed.
you feel her hands untangle from your hair and drop to your thighs, before she pulls back to look at you: flushed and breathless before she'd even started with you. she gently rubs her thumbs in place, causing you to squirm towards her, barely stifling an embarrassing whine. you internally cringe as you can see the gears turning in her head, watching her piece together your reactions, before she gasps softly, clearly having figured you out.
"awww, sweetheart, it's been a while hasn't it? no one's touched you in so long, i bet you're just soaked," her hands drift towards your pajamas shorts, her fingers pulling the flimsy material aside to get a pick at your panties. "oh, honey, look at you. you made such a mess for me! oh, i bet you're just aching, aren't you?"
you nod, canting your hips up as you feel her fingertips barely ghosting along the gusset of your panties. she shoots you a look, cowing you immediately, your pleasure had always been on her terms.
she smiles, before clearly growing impatient herself, pulling your panties to the side and lightly running two fingers between your folds. a shiver wracks your body as she gasps at your wetness, playing with it between her fingers cockily. something about her soft smirk would never fail to make you clench around nothing.
you feel her fingers run up your slit as slow as human possible, until they finally reach your clit, your head tipping back and mouth opening the minute her fingers so much as graze it.
"awww," she exclaims through a chuckle, "god, you really were aching for it. that's it, pretty girl, you just shut your eyes and enjoy it. no thinking, just let it feel good, yeah?"
you nod, moaning softly, as her fingers start to circle your clit, just the way she knew you liked. your nails digging into the arm of the sofa underneath you as leigh played you like a fiddle, muttering dirty phrases under her breath endlessly.
"fuck, you look so good. does that feel nice, baby? oh, i bet it does, sweet girl! yeah, you're welcome, honey, i know this is what you needed."
as you pant and moan underneath her leigh decides she's bored of this, wordlessly bending down to her knees in front of you, fingers drifting downward as well to circle your entrance. laughing when she feels how you try to suck her fingers in as you clench around nothing.
"leigh, please, i need you..." you moan out without thinking, desperate to get her to finally fuck you, "i need you so bad, leigh...please? i'll be good."
"hmm, good girl, begging and i haven't even asked you to yet. just fucking perfect for me." she mutters under her breath as she sinks her fingers into you, blowing softly on your clit to watch your hips jump. "there you go, take it for me, baby. you can do it, come on, be a good girl and just take what i give you."
you moan loudly, grip on the sofa tightening as your nails dig into the fabric. legs subconsciously spreading wider for her of their own accord, every movement of your body fine tuned to her liking.
"that's it, baby, tell me how good it feels. i like to hear that i'm doing a good job." she jokes, winking at you when you fake playfully at her before shutting you up with her mouth on your clit.
your eyes squeeze shut, moaning as she sucks your clit into her mouth, alternating with the pace of her fingers sliding in and out of you expertly. she grins against you, knowing she's winding you up in exactly the right way, touching all the right spots and saying all the right things to make you want her that much more.
she speeds up her pace, apparently intent on having you ruin the upholstery on your couch, smirking when she feels the telltale clench of your walls around her fingers.
"shhh, baby, you have to quiet down, okay? we wouldn't want you to wake up the neighbors, right?" she smiles condescendingly before doubling her efforts, intentionally making you louder for her just to watch you flush at the thought and try to quiet back down before repeating the cycle.
within minutes, she has you cumming on her fingers and her tongue, gripping her hair as she insists on cleaning you up just to hear you whine under her as she teases your sensitive clit.
"leigh, i-"
"shhh, baby, she don't have to talk about it. all we need to know is that it made me feel better, and it definitely made you feel better." she grins, pulling you against her and kissing your head softly, allowing you to lay against her as you catch your breath.
okay i'm a bit drunk which automatically means horny so here's me sharing mostly incoherent thoughts i have (also this gif is so hot i'm in love w her bye)
first of all...mean!wanda and clit spanking i- 🫨🫨
it's def her favorite way to reprimand you when you get too greedy and try to push your hips up into her touch
and she's all like "baby." in the voice (yk the voice) "you know mommy doesn't like greedy girls who aren't grateful for everything their mommies do for them. don't make me have to remind you how to behave for me, sweet girl. i promise, you won't like it nearly as much as i will."
she's so sick and twisted and i love her
oh and also stoner!wanda with a lowkey exhibitionism kink (especially if it involves edging or overstim just because she loves how much harder it gets for you to stay quiet because your so desperate and your brain is all melty and and and)
like she'll probably be controlling your vibe from her phone in the middle of a really important lecture about your hardest midterm
and when you let out the cutest little squeak when she flicks it up to the highest setting out of nowhere she'll just grab your thigh hard and whisper than you better stay quiet and you better really think about whether it's worth it to cum
and then she'll get home and ask you to study with her and totally make fun of you when you say you don't remember anything from the lecture
she'd be all like "oh, dorogaya, were you not paying attention in class? i thought i asked you to focus? poor thing can only think with her pussy." and she'll like fake pout at you i'm SCREAMING
or or or soft!mommy!wanda having a surprising obsession w hitting it from the back
like i'm telling you she will bend you over and whip it out anywhere over NOTHING IN PARTICULAR OTHER THAN YOU LOOKED CUTE
and the dirty talk too is insane
like she's grabbing your hair with one hand and your hip with the other while she just is like absolutely destroying you over the kitchen counter and is like
"oh, baby, does that feel good? yeah, mommy knows exactly what her pretty girl needs. oh! sweet thing, you've got a little drool right here, could you be a good girl and clean up your mess for mommy?"
and the moment you lean forward to grab a paper towel to wipe it up she's leaning over you and fucking you twice as hard as before, leaving soft kisses against your neck and laughing when you can't focus
