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bouncy-robo-bunny · 2 years ago

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If I may requeat another.

Something along the lines of eyes meeting across a room having to have each other as soon as possible. Maybe a litle power imbalaance?

-@soft-edging-kittens

ooh absolutely! I'm goin with a boss/employee dynamic

thank you for the request @soft-edging-kittens!

minors dni

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She has something of a powerful presence, the kind that makes everybody watch as she enters a room. They're used to her having that kind of impact, but this time is different. Very different.

They're at a party, sitting on the couch alone to take a break from socializing, drinking some cheap beer that tastes patently awful. When she walks in, it's like they can feel her presence. Or maybe it's how everyone is suddenly looking at the newcomer.

They look up and almost choke on their beer. How is their manager from their shitty retail job at the same party as them?

She is always eye-catching, attractive and charismatic, but they have never seen her outside of work before. She is wearing a tight black leather skirt, fishnets, a black crop top, and black leather boots that reach up to just below her knees. They had no idea she even owned clothes like those, but they certainly aren't complaining. In fact, they're too busy checking her out to think about anything else.

She seems to be scanning the room in search of something, maybe looking for a familiar face. Then her eyes lock with theirs and she grins, walking directly towards them. They can feel their heartbeat speed up as she strides confidently in their direction, stopping only when she's so close that her legs are centimetres away from theirs and she is looking down at them.

"Fancy meeting you here." She even sounds different, in a good way, her voice a strange balance of soothing and seductive. "I like this-" She gestures at the skimpy dress that they're wearing, "-way more than your work clothes."

They're pretty sure she wants to fuck them, and they aren't complaining. "I could say the same to you. You wanna sit down?"

They are expecting her to sit beside them on the couch, so it comes as somewhat of a shock when she gracefully sits down in their lap.

Their senses are momentarily overwhelmed (she even smells amazing) before they have the presence of mind to put an arm around her waist. They already knew that she was in possession of a great ass, but now they can feel it pressed against their thighs, so close to their cock, and it's making them feel a little bit dizzy.

"I'm not invading your personal space, am I?" She asks all too innocently.

"Not more than I want you to." They can hear the arousal in their own tone of voice, they know how obvious it is that every ounce of their energy is going to holding themself back from begging to fuck her right there on the couch. "But we could always find a private room."

She smiles down at them and traces her index finger over their lips, "Do you really think you've earned that?"

"How would you like me to earn it?"

"Well, I don't think I'm nearly wet enough. Yet." She takes their hand and guides it up her inner thigh until their fingers are brushing over the soft material of her panties through her fishnets.

She is definitely already wet, but they instantly resolve to get her wetter. They gently run two fingers down the crotch of her panties while their other hand starts groping her ass over her skirt. She muffles a moan into their neck, the wet spot in her panties growing steadily under their fingers.

They find her clit and start rubbing it through the thin material, making her grip their shoulders to steady herself. "Room. Now." Her lips are touching their ear and her voice is commanding, giving them a pretty good sense of who exactly is going to be in charge in the bedroom. And they aren't complaining.

They both get to their feet and she takes their hand to lead them down a hallway. They can't believe they're really about to fuck their boss. They find it pretty hot, if they're being honest with themself.

She finds an open bedroom, leading them in and closing the door. Then she places one hand on their shoulder, the other on their ass, and pulls them in for a kiss. She is definitely taking charge, setting the pace of the kiss and sliding her hand up their dress over their ass.

They instinctively rut forward against her with a moan at the stimulation to their cock.

She stops kissing them, her hand travelling from their shoulder over to rest on their throat. "You're gonna be good for me, aren't you?"

"Yes." They respond immediately, putting their hand over top of hers and tightening their grip so that her hand is squeezing the sides of their neck.

"Oh I see." She is grinning wickedly, "I can work with that, but you-" She puts a hand on either of their shoulders, pushing them down until they fall to their knees, "-won't get to decide when I choke you. And you call me mistress, understand?"

They can definitely get behind this. "Yes mistress."

"That's a good toy." She hikes up her skirt and drops her panties and fishnets, guiding their head forward. They take the hint, running their tongue over her hole then sucking on her clit. "Yeah." She moans, tangling one hand in their hair, "Just like that."

They eat her out like their life depends on making her cum, until she pulls them back by their hair. "Stand up."

They do as they're told, only to be immediately pushed back onto the bed. They land on their back on the mattress with a little gasp of surprise, but they don't have much time to recover before she has kicked off her boots, skirt, fishnets, and panties and straddled them.

She hikes up their dress, pushing it up past their cock and over their stomach. "No underwear? Such a slutty little thing, aren't you? Were you hoping to find someone to push you around and use you tonight?"

They open their mouth to answer, but she shoves two fingers into their mouth before they can get the words out. They choke for a second before starting to eagerly suck on her fingers.

"What was that?" She asks mockingly, "I couldn't hear you."

They're so turned on by her being mean that they don't even bother trying to speak or fight back. They just suck on her fingers obediently, moaning around them when she starts rubbing her wet pussy up and down the shaft of their cock.

They so badly need to be inside her, they're aching for it, but they can only make muffled noises. Rather than taking her fingers out to let them speak, she starts fucking their mouth with them.

"I don't have a cock to make pretty sluts like you choke on, so I have to settle for using my fingers." She explains with a grin, "And you look so damn pretty like this."

She fucks their mouth harder until they're gagging on her fingers, and only then does she pull them out, wiping their saliva off on their lips. "You took that well." She compliments, rolling her hips, "You like being used like this by your boss, don't you?"

They can feel their face heating up, flustered by her words, "Yes mistress, I do."

"Good toy. Do you want me to ride you? Wanna feel my cunt around your cock?"

"Yes mistress."

"Prove it. I want to hear you beg." She leans down and bites their neck, taking the time to leave a rough and pleasantly painful hickey.

"Please." Their voice emerges as something of a pathetic whine, "Please, I need you so bad mistress, need to be inside you, need to feel you. I'll do anything, I just need-" They're cut off by their own loud moan as she lines up their cock with her hole and sinks down, rapidly taking them all the way inside her.

"Fuck, that's it darling." She groans, one hand splayed across their chest to hold herself up while the other wraps around their throat. "Feel so good inside me, such a good toy. So fucking good."

She starts to squeeze the sides of their throat and they know that they're already leaking precum inside her. They try to fuck up into her but she smacks their thigh hard enough to shock them into stopping.

"Toys don't get to move." She scolds, starting to ride them slowly, "Just let me use you, understand?"

God, this whole situation is so unbelievably hot that they briefly wonder if they might be dreaming. "Yes mistress, I'm sorry."

"I felt your cock twitch when I hit your leg." Her voice is condescending, and they can't get enough of it. "You like when I hit you?"

"Yes." They whine, "Yes mistress."

She stops moving, "I need to know where you're comfortable being hit."

They think about it for a moment, "Just not my face."

"Got it." She starts to move her hips again, slapping their thigh harder this time.

They moan, using every last bit of their willpower to keep from disobeying and fucking up into her.

"You're being so good for me, darling. Filling me up so well."

They make a little noise of pleasure at the praise, feeling their orgasm approaching, "Thank you mistress. Thank you, feels so good. I'm getting close, mistress."

"Yeah? You gonna cum for me?"

"Yesyesyes, gonna cum, so close." She feels so good on their cock, riding them expertly like this, and they just know that they're about to cum.

She tightens her hold on their throat, slapping their thigh harder than before. "Cum for me, babe. Fill me up."

And they do, bucking their hips up and coming inside her as she rides them through their orgasm. She lets go of their throat as they finish coming and kisses them, lifting up off their cock.

She lies down beside them, her hand reaching down between her legs to rub her cunt. They look over at her, seeing their cum leaking out of her around her fingers and taking a mental picture of how incredibly erotic the sight of her is.

"Can I eat you out?" They blurt out.

She smiles at them, "You really are such a good girl for me, aren't you? Of course you can."

They blush, rushing to position their body between her legs and starting to kiss and nip at her inner thighs.

She threads her fingers through their hair and tugs lightly, not enough to hurt but enough to get her attention. "Don't tease." She warns sternly.

They run their tongue over her hole then take their time circling it, cleaning up the cum leaking out of her as she makes the most gorgeous noises that they've ever heard.

Finally, after a few sharp and demanding tugs at their hair, they push their tongue inside her. They can taste the combination of their cum and her wetness, her moans spurring them on to start fucking her with their tongue.

"Good girl, just like that." She encourages, moving her hips so that she is practically riding their face.

They move their mouth to focus on sucking her clit, sliding two fingers inside her and starting to fuck her with them.

"Fuck yes, so fucking clo-ose."

They can hear the way her voice cracks and falters, can see how her thighs are starting to tremble. They speed up the movement of their fingers, fucking her with them harder and faster, and moan against her clit.

"Gonna cum, fuck, gonna-" She cries out as she cums with her legs shaking and her hands holding onto their head. They fingerfuck her through her orgasm, gradually slowing down until they stop completely and pull their fingers out.

"C'mere." She tugs gently at their hair.

They lie down somewhat awkwardly beside her, not exactly sure if cuddling is appropriate after having sex with one's boss. Luckily, she solves that problem for them almost instantly.

"Let me hold you, sweet thing."

They know that they're blushing as they put an arm around her waist and rest their head on her chest. She wraps them in her arms and kisses them on the forehead.

They know that this is going to make things complicated in the future, but right now as they rest comfortably in her arms, everything is simple.

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bouncy-robo-bunny · 2 years ago

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could you do a story with bondage, where the sub cums without the domme’s permission, or after the domme tells the sub to wait to cum?

yes absolutely! gonna make this about a femme domme (she/her) and a butch sub (they/them)

minors dni

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They exhale slowly as their femme cuffs their wrists together behind their back, anticipation settling in the pit of their stomach.

"How's that feel, darling? Not too tight?"

"Feels good, mistress." They tell her, face flushed from the knowledge that they're all naked but for the cuffs, sitting on their knees on the bed with their semi-hard cock out. It's not that they haven't done this before, it's that she's so incredibly gorgeous, and her hungry gaze gets them so incredibly flustered.

"Good. I just love seeing you like this, at my mercy. My handsome butch, all needy and desperate. You'll need my permission to cum today, understand?"

"Yes mistress, I understand."

She runs her fingers through their curly black hair, then cups the side of their face in one hand. "Such a good boy for me."

They can't help it, they moan as soon as she calls them a good boy, leaning into her touch and closing their eyes.

"Oh, you just love being my good boy. Don't you, babe?"

They nod and rub the side of their face against their femme's hand, making a quiet happy noise. They love this, the tenderness that comes before she absolutely wrecks them. They love the being wrecked part as well.

Her free hand comes to rest around their throat, giving it a light teasing squeeze before travelling down their body. She takes the time to feel up the muscles of their shoulders and biceps, then continues on to play with their nipples.

They have such sensitive nipples, and she knows exactly how to take advantage of that. She starts off gentle, rubbing her thumb over their nipples, then flicking at them. Next she pinches them, only slightly at first but getting rougher and rougher with each pinch until they are whimpering pathetically and rock hard.

Once they have gotten to the point of trembling, she moves her hands down to rest on their waist and sucks on their nipples one after the other. They're moaning now, trying to keep their hips from bucking wildly in a fruitless search for contact.

She stops sucking, flicking her tongue over each nipple one last time before pulling back. They open their eyes to find her looking at them hungrily. She rids herself of her t-shirt and skirt so that she remains in nothing but a pair of pretty lilac panties that stand out brightly on her dark skin.

By the time she wraps a hand around their cock they are already leaking precum, all worked up from her touches.

"Look how wet you are for me." She teases, running her thumb over the tip of their cock.

They groan, instinctively straining against the padded cuffs that are restraining their arms. "Please." Is all that they can manage to say, their voice emerging as a breathless whine.

She starts slowly jerking them off, obviously intending to drag this out, but they haven't gotten off in a few days and all the teasing has them overly sensitive. It surprises both of them when they cum suddenly, hips jerking as they cum on her hand and their own thighs.

"O-Oh fuck." They fuck up into her hand on instinct alone, only stopping when they've finished cumming.

She lets go of their cock, "Oh babe, it's so hot that you're this eager for me. But you didn't get my permission to cum." Her voice is even but firm, more reproachful than outright angry. "You know I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson, right?"

They can feel themself starting to blush again, equal parts nervous and excited. It's not their first punishment from her, but it's the first time that they have came without her permission.

"I'm going to get rough with you." She informs them, so casual that she might as well be discussing plans for a date- which she is, in a way. "But I need to know your colour, and that you'll be okay to say red if you need to."

"Green." They say immediately, knowing how eager they sound, "And I know I can say red or tell you to stop and you'll listen. I trust you."

"Good." In a split second, her whole demeanour changes. She takes hold of their chin and uses her grip to make them look her in the eyes, "Now, tell me why you broke the rules, slut."

"I didn't mean to, mistress. I promise."

Still firmly holding their chin, she tilts their head back. "Open your mouth. Now."

They obey immediately, opening their mouth wide and waiting for further instructions. She grins somewhat wickedly, then spits in her butch's mouth and tells them to swallow it. Their cock twitches, and they are momentarily embarrassed by how much being treated like this turns them on.

They swallow obediently and barely have time to think before she has moved to be behind them and grabbed their wrists, pushing them forward so they fall against the mattress. They're on their knees, the side of their face pressed to the bed and their ass sticking up in the air.

She grabs their ass with one hand, groping and kneading at it until they're moaning pathetically. "I'm gonna spank you, and you're gonna take it like a good whore. Got it?"

"Yes."

She threads her fingers through their hair and pulls hard, "Yes what?"

They make a noise that is somewhere between a gasp and a moan, "Yes mistress, I'm sorry mistress."

"Good." She lets go of their hair and returns her hands to their ass. "Colour?"

"Green, mistress."

"Y'know what? I think I want you over my lap."

She helps them move so that she winds up sitting on the edge of the bed with them laid across her lap, their hands still securely cuffed behind their back.

Her hand gently touches the back of their neck, running slowly down their spine- followed by a shiver of anticipation. She takes her time feeling up their ass, providing no warning so that the first spank coming as a surprise.

The familiar stinging sensation makes them gasp and jolt forward, only to moan when their cock rubs against her thigh. "Fu-uck." Their head is already starting to swim with pleasure, and their cock is almost fully hard yet again.

She delivers a rapid series of spanks, keeping them even across either side of their ass. "What did you do to disobey me? Tell me what you did."

They're trying to think, but every sharp flare of pain makes their mind go blank, and the spanks are being delivered rapidly now.

"I- I'm-" Every time they start to speak, she spanks them and their voice falters.

"Use your words. What did you do wrong?"

She stops spanking them long enough for them to finally gasp out a few words. "Came without permission, mistress."

"That's right. And I'm reminding you of your place. You're gonna take your punishment, and then you're gonna fuck me until I'm satisfied. Understand?"

"Yes mistress."

"Now hump my fucking thigh."

They immediately start rutting against her thigh, already fully hard again. They're still sensitive from cumming before, so the friction feels both heavenly and somewhat overwhelming.

She suddenly grabs their sore ass and squeezes roughly, making them yelp as the movements of their hips stutter.

"Yeah." Their voice breaks mid-word, but they're too lost in the sharp pain and dull pleasure to take notice.

She puts a hand around their throat and uses it to make them look up at her while they grind desperately and her other hand continues groping. "Fuck, you look so good like this. So needy, I'll bet you can't stop thinking about being inside me, about me using you like a good dildo."

They can hardly argue with that, they're pretty sure that the combination of their hard cock against her thigh and the way that they are looking at her provides more than enough confirmation.

She shifts and reaches towards the nightstand, though they can't see what she is doing, they find out when she fits their collar around their neck and takes hold of the attached leash.

"Sweet butch. You're gonna be a good boy for me, aren't you?"

They nod eagerly, "Yes mistress, gonna be good for you."

"Good." She uses the leash as leverage to get them up to their feet, standing up herself as well. She undoes the cuffs, "Gonna cuff your wrists in front of you so you can lie on your back." She explains as she does it. When she's done she pushes them gently down onto the bed and straddles their waist. Being pressed down against the bed is making their ass sting, but they like the pain.

"You're lucky that I like making you cum inside me, you don't really deserve to be allowed to."

They nod, watching her admiringly. She looks captivatingly beautiful, skin shining with beads of sweat, her curly hair in disarray. A tug on their leash snaps them out of their reverie and has them bucking their hips up.

She just smiles, wriggling out of her panties and tossing them away. Her hand wraps around their cock, jerking them off briefly before she lifts her hips up above them, lining them up and sinking down slowly.

They gasp, instinctively lifting their hands to place them on her hips, only to be inhibited by their restraints. Her grin only widens as she gets them all the way inside her and watches their frustration.

One of her hands tugs playfully at their leash while the other pins their wrists down against their stomach. "My needy darling, so desperate to touch me. But dildos don't touch, babe."

They're pretty sure that they're in heaven. "Yes mistress, I wanna be a good toy for you."

"Oh, and you are." She cups their face in one hand and starts moving her hips, "Filling me up so nicely, letting me use you to get off. My good butch dildo."

They whine, "Please can I- I need to fuck you."

"Wait. I'll tell you when you can move, and you will wait for permission."

"Yes mistress, sorry."

"Mhm, shut up and kiss me." She leans down and kisses them, moving her hips up and down to fuck herself on their cock faster than before.

They moan into her mouth, a little bit dizzy from how goddamn tight and wet she feels around their cock, how she's riding them like her life depends on it.

Every instinct and feeling makes them want to fuck up into her but they're in enough trouble as it is for coming without permission, so they manage to keep from doing it.

Finally, she breaks away from the kiss, her lips shining with saliva. "Okay, you've earned it." She pulls their leash, making them moan, "Now be a good butch and fuck your femme."

They don't need to be told twice, instantly starting to thrust their hips up and down. She puts her hands on their chest to steady herself, meeting their upward thrusts with the downwards movement of her hips.

She's clenching around their cock, moaning and gasping every time they bury themself deep inside her.

"Yeah." She groans, "Yeah, just like that. Such a good boy for me, fucking me so good."

They're desperate to see her cum, so they put more power into their thrusts.

"Fuck, fuck, right there, fuck. I'm so close, babe. Need you to fill me up with cum, c'mon."

Then her fingers are in their hair, tugging at it expertly, and that's all that it takes. With a loud moan, they fuck up into her one more time and then they're coming. They rut up against her as they pump their cum inside her, body trembling from overstimulation.

Apparently the sensation of their cum filling her up is enough to get her off too, because she tightens around them even more and with a soft gasp, she cums. They grind together through their orgasms, sharing messy kisses as they do so.

"Fucking love you so much." She tells them once they've both stopped moving, "You've been so good for me, even though you came without my permission."

"I love you too." They say with a smile, then they gasp as she lifts up off of their cock, mesmerized by sight of their cum dripping down her thighs. She smiles and lies down next them, carefully uncuffing their wrists and then grabbing a bottle of lotion off the bedside table.

"Lie on your stomach, darling. I'm gonna put some lotion on that pretty ass of yours."

"Kiss first?"

"Of course, my love."

She kisses them sweetly, "So good, sweetheart. Now let me look after you."

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