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Lessons in BDSM

Chapter 3 of 4 - Dominance and Submission

CH1 || CH2 || CH3 || CH4

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Sevika x f!reader x Ran

Rating: Explicit, MDNI, NSFW

Tags: Established Relationship, Humor, Possessive Behavior, Jealousy, Threesome, Smut, Porn with Feelings, BDSM, Dom/sub, Dom Sevika, Dom Ran, Sub Reader, Tension, Sexual Tension, just lots of tension, Safewords, Teasing, Bondage, Rope Bondage, Shibari, Impact Play, Consent, Begging, Praise Kink, mild degradation kink, Vaginal Fingering, Aftercare, Fluff, Butt Plugs, Mild Pet Play, Collars, Leashes, Strap-Ons, Possessive Sex, Rough Sex, Breeding Kink, breeding strap, Mild Humiliation, Choking, more tags will be added (to cover the entier series)

Word Count: 9.2k

Summary: They say curiosity killed the cat. Well, you may not be a cat, but your curiosity might just lead to something far worse than death.

Curious to see what fun tricks and toys Ran has up their sleeves, you manage to convince a very possessive Sevika to bring a very flirty Ran to the bedroom for a few lessons in BDSM. What could possibly go wrong?

Your next ‘lesson’ ended up being not more than a week later. To the surprise of both you and Ran, Sevika was actually the one to bring it up.

For the first several days following your previous play date, Sevika had herself a blast with your newfound toys. She had found all manner of ways to tie you up. Though her handiwork was far less pretty and far more crude than Ran’s fancy shibari technique, it more than did the job. You’d asked her why bother with the rope when she can so easily subdue you with just a single hand. She demonstrated on more than one occasion how the rope benefited her. Having two hands free meant she could torment you with both hands and from any position. But what she enjoyed most, much to your chagrin, was that she could leave you tied up, horny, wet, desperate, and needy on the bed and simply walk away. Which is exactly what she did one night. Left you writhing against the sheets, soaked with your sweat and tears, desperate for release, while she sat on one of the wooden chairs across from you and enjoyed a fucking smoke. She made it worth the suffering, though, giving you orgasm after orgasm once she’d finally had her fun with torturing you.

As for the paddles, Sevika clearly had a favorite. She kept that damn princess paddle by her side no matter what you were doing in the privacy of your shared place. You shoot her a petulant look, that paddle would hit your ass so fast you’d hear it before feel it. A snarky remark thrown her way while you lie in bed, she’d flip you right over and mark your dreadful nickname into the exposed plush of your ass. Fully clothed? Didn’t matter. She’d have your drawers dropped and you bent over her knee before you even realized what you’d said. On several occasions, you didn’t even have to commit an infraction to get the paddle. As a matter of fact, her favorite fucking time was right after you got out of the shower. Relaxed, naked, wet, and prime for paddling. And those left the worst marks. The prettiest marks.

Despite your cries, yelps, and protests following each one, you could never deny how much you enjoyed it. Especially not when she always followed each and every hit with the sweet caress of her delightful hands. Nor when she’d tell you, in that sinfully husky voice of hers, how pretty you looked with your skin red, your eyes glistening with tears, and your cunt leaking.

So you probably shouldn’t have been so shocked when she strolled right up to you and Ran at the bar last night, looked Ran straight in the eye and stated, “Bring your toys to our place tomorrow night. Midnight.” Then strode off like she hadn’t just demanded Ran bring their sex toys for another threesome– lesson.

Both you and Ran had exchanged startled glances before bursting into giggles and airy little chuckles.

The following night, when Ran had agreed to show, you at least learned your lesson from last time. Rather than wear your usual casual garb, you opted for a sexy set of lacy black panties and bra. As you slipped on your tiny black silk robe, you caught Sevika’s reflection in the bathroom mirror.

Her gray eyes trailed up and down the back of your body before landing on your face in the mirror. She stood behind you, watching your expression carefully as she lowered her head to bring her mouth to your ear.

“Hope you aren’t dressing like this just for our guest.”

You grinned playfully at her reflection as you wrapped and secured the robe across your chest.

“And what if I was?”

A single brow arched.

Your breath hitched when you felt the faint touch of fingertips slowly trailing up the back of your bare thigh and sneaking beneath your robe.

“I’d get the paddle,” she husked, her fingers ghosting along the skin just beneath the edge of your panties.

Your smile faltered, goosebumps crawling across your flesh in the wake of her teasing touch. But where your smile faded, she took over, her lips curling into a smug grin.

“Hmm,” she hummed, “But you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“N-No,” you lied, struggling to speak as her fingertips continued to explore the sensitive skin along your panties.

She raised her brow again.

“Then why are you so wet?”

Your face scrunched up in feigned indignation. “I am not!”

She chuckled, warm air tickling the tiny hairs along the back of your neck, and your legs nearly gave out.

God, she could rile you up so easily.

“I can smell it,” she purred, running the tip of her nose up along the back of your ear as she took a deep breath. Her fingers had made their way to the front of your thigh, inching closer and closer to the apex.

“Th-That’s not me,” you stammered. Your breathing turned shallow. You felt the weight of her metal hand rest on your hip and leaned back against her rigid body. She was so damn close to touching you there. To confirming her suspicions. And to taking you out at your damn trembling knees.

Another husky chuckle, and you couldn't contain the pathetic moan that slipped past your parted lips.

“Oh, that is definitely you, Princess.” The tip of her middle finger slipped onto the gusset of your panties, and you held your breath.

The air escaped your lungs in a startled yelp when you heard a sudden knock at your door.

Sevika released an exasperated sigh, stepping aside to let you scramble to the door, only to pause nervously in front of it just as you had last time. Sevika leaned against the bathroom door frame, shaking her head as she watched you attempt to gather your bearings.

After several calming breaths, you swung the door open to reveal Ran. And just like last time, Ran came with their big ol’ bag o’ tricks in hand, wearing the most devious little smile. Only this time, you stepped aside immediately, but they remained in the hall, taking a moment to scan your scantily clad body from head to toe.

Your cheeks warmed, and you smiled awkwardly.

“Nice,” Ran finally said with an amused grin.

You cleared your throat and mumbled a quiet, “Thanks.”

Ran strolled past you, threw Sevika a little nod, and made their way to your dresser.

To your surprise- and relief- Sevika was smirking this time around. Maybe the tension between those two had finally faded.

You could only be so lucky.

Both you and Sevika followed Ran to watch them dump their plethora of toys across your dresser and sort them. You found it rather odd, the way Ran seemed almost dead set on laying everything out in a specific way. You were half tempted to rearrange a couple of items just to see if it set them off.

“Dominance and Submission,” Ran stated, their gaze flicking to you for a moment, judging your reaction.

What?

Oh.

The next ‘lesson’.

“Princess and I already got that one down pat,” Sevika sneered from behind you.

You rolled your eyes and ignored Ran’s airy little chuckle.

Once Ran had all the items arranged, they turned to face you and Sevika. “Safeword?”

“Whiskey,” you quickly answered.

Ran’s gaze fell on Sevika.

“What?” she grunted. “I don’t need one.”

Ran’s brow raised, challenging that statement.

Oh, here we go.

“You’re not using any of that shit on me.” Sevika waved her flesh hand towards said ‘shit’, her brows pinched and eyes narrowed. “This is just for Princess.”

“You-” Ran said with emphasis and a jab to Sevika’s chest with a metal finger, “-the dom- need to acknowledge you know the safeword.”

Your eyes nearly bulged from their sockets at the sight before you. Ran’s metal pointer finger pressed dead center against Sevika’s chest just above her breasts. Sevika’s stormy eyes glared down at the offending digit as if to set it ablaze with just her mind.

So much for lessening that tension.

“Sevika, just say the word and we can move on,” you pleaded quietly. You might as well have been talking to the wall. Her death glare rose from Ran’s finger to their impish smile, completely ignoring your existence.

Ran stood their ground, though, finger and gaze unwavering.

“Ran, maybe if you, uhm, removed your finger from her chest, she would be more comfortable saying it.” Again, talking to the fucking wall. Even Ran ignored you.

Then you had an idea.

Standing as close between them as you could, given Ran’s outstretched arm being in the way, you untied your robe and let it slide down to the floor.

Sevika was the first to react. Though it didn’t quite break her, those stormy eyes did flit to your chest for a split second before returning to glare at Ran.

“I suppose you’ll want me naked again?” you asked Ran. You didn’t really expect them to respond, but hoped it would at least grab someone’s attention. You then proceeded to unclasp your bra, making a show of removing it slowly before slinging it between both their faces and towards the bed.

That time, you seemed to catch Ran’s attention. Though their gaze never left Sevika’s, the little upwards tick at the corner of their mouth did not go unnoticed. It wasn’t until you slid out of your panties and slung them onto the bed that Sevika took another quick glance. You could see the internal struggle in her face- eyebrows and mouth twitching. But she was stubborn to the end.

You stood there buck ass naked and yet neither of them would give in.

Sometimes, you wondered if they were ever this childish in front of Silco. You couldn’t imagine him having the patience for it. Then again, he had Jinx.

As a last resort, you opted to carefully reach out and gently push Ran’s finger down and off Sevika’s chest. Thankfully, they didn’t put up much resistance, but that determined look remained glued to Sevika.

Resting a hand on Sevika’s bicep, you reached up on your toes and brought your mouth to her ear to whisper. “Sevika, please. They’re no longer touching you. Please just say the safeword.”

She took a deep breath, her chest puffing up, and you took a step back, expecting her exhale to be something angry and terrifying. To your surprise, she simply released it all in an exasperated sigh, her nostrils flaring.

“Whi-skey,” she ground out through clenched teeth.

The corner of Ran’s mouth curled upward, and they nodded before finally turning their attention to the array of toys.

You released your own breath. The one you hadn’t even realized you’d been holding.

Definitely not a good start to your night.

Sevika’s brows remained pinched in annoyance, so you tried to placate her a bit more by giving her cheek a chaste kiss while Ran’s back was to you. She peered down her adorably round nose at you and you gave her the sweetest smile you could manage given how damn nervous you were. To your delight, a subtle smirk graced her face. And even more delightful, you felt her fingertips ghost across your hip.

The moment Ran turned back to you, though, that tiny grin disappeared, and she pulled her fingers away.

Ran held out a long pink strip of leather adorned with diamonds that spelled out ‘Princess’. Too focused on that stupid nickname, you failed to realize what exactly it was. That was until your gaze flicked to Ran’s impish smile and back at the object again. There were little holes on one end of the pink leather, and a gold belt buckle on the other end. Too small to be a belt. Plus, there was an odd little gold loop as well. Like something you would attach a–

Oh fuck no.

“Is that what I think it is?” you asked Ran with a dangerous edge to your voice.

Ran answered that question silently by stepping forward and wrapping the fucking collar around your neck and securing it. Suddenly, you were the one attempting to set Ran ablaze with just your mind.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” you growled through clenched teeth.

Ran simply stood back to admire you with that damned impish smile of theirs, completely unphased by your obvious displeasure.

“How is this even a sex toy?”

Then, much to your dismay, Ran grabbed a matching pink leash and clipped it to the gold ring on the collar.

“You. Are. The. Worst.” You ground out.

Apparently still not done humiliating you, Ran let the leash drape down your front while they grabbed a headband with fluffy white ears that you assumed were supposed to be dog ears. Their smirk just grew wider as they secured it to your head.

How this was in any way supposed to be sexy was beyond you.

“Hands and knees on the bed.”

You hesitated, making sure Ran got a good look at how displeased you were with this mockery. Not that it mattered. They couldn’t have been any more amused. At least Sevika didn’t seem to be joining in. And at least that was the end of your stupid outfit.

So you thought.

You crawled onto the bed as instructed, glancing over your shoulder first at Sevika, who appeared only mildly less pissed than earlier, then to Ran. And good god, you wish you hadn’t looked. Ran turned to you, brandishing a matching white furry tail and a bottle of lube. The tail had no belt, and you had no clothes for it to attach to, not to mention there was lube. That meant it was…

Oh God no.

You turned away, wide-eyed and anxious as high hell. Did you really want to let them do this? You had never done anything… down there. In that hole. And Sevika had never even shown interest in that either.

Fuuuuuck.

Your body visibly trembled as you felt the cold, wet slide of lube slipping between your asscheeks. You shifted from knee to knee, the sensation new and unfamiliar.

“Remember that safeword?” Ran drawled from behind you.

You swallowed thickly. “Y-Yes.”

Silence filled the room. Terrible, horrible, anxiety-inducing silence.

You knew Ran was just giving you a chance to think it over. To back out if you wanted. But you weren’t sure.

Did you want this?

Would Sevika like this?

You glanced over your shoulder at Sevika, stunned by what you found.

She stood off to the side of Ran, her face no longer contorted in fury. Instead, her lips were curled into a tiny smirk. Her eyes were wide, pupils slightly dilated, and focused very clearly on your ass. She looked intrigued. Enraptured.

You swallowed again and licked your dry lips.

If she liked it, you would try it.

You faced the headboard again, closing your eyes as you felt Ran’s metal hand rest against one of your asscheeks, gently spreading you open.

The moment you felt the cool press of the tip of the plug, your whole body tensed. You sucked in a breath and held it. Bottom lip caught between your teeth, you attempted to fight back whatever sound your body was trying so damn hard to make.

Then you felt the pressure, the spread of that tight ring of muscle. Your toes and fingers curled, hands grasping at the sheets. You bit down harder on your lip, afraid of what might come out if you allowed it.

“Gotta relax for me, Princess.”

“I- I can’t,” you whimpered pathetically.

Ran’s movements paused for a moment, but you couldn’t bring yourself to open your eyes to look at what was going on behind you.

Suddenly, you felt the warmth of a familiar hand rest atop yours.

You slowly opened your eyes, surprised to find Sevika’s human hand resting on yours. You peered up at her, curious if that was truly intentional.

Gray eyes flitted from your ass to your face for just a brief moment. But that was all you needed to know that she had, in fact, put her hand there for you. To comfort you.

Your heart swelled. You knew she wasn’t particularly keen on showing affection in front of others. So for her to offer her hand in that moment meant everything to you, even if she was trying to do so as discreetly as possible. Surely Ran would notice.

You bit the inside of your cheek to hold back the wide smile threatening to appear. When you felt her fingers slipping between yours, you nearly lost it. Her fingers interlaced with yours and squeezed gently.

You took a deep breath, held it, then released it slowly, along with much of your tension.

“That’s it,” Ran cooed softly. “Such a good girl.”

It took every ounce of effort not to whimper at the praise. You didn’t dare let Sevika know how much you enjoyed it. Not after how upset she seemed last time.

When you felt that pressure return, you closed your eyes again, focusing on the way Sevika softly stroked your thumb with her own.

But Janna, that stretch felt indescribable as Ran worked the plug further inside. And you honestly couldn’t decide if it was good or bad. It made your body react much like it did when Sevika put anything inside your cunt, but the sensation was so different.

Thankfully, Ran had started with a very small plug, but the moment you felt it slide past that ridge, sliding fully inside, your restraint broke. A sharp gasp pulled from your throat, followed by a whimper. You wished you could call it one of pain, but it was far from that. It felt good. Really good.

“You did so well, Princess,” Ran praised, running their metal hand across your asscheek soothingly.

You peered up at Sevika again. She still wore that lopsided grin, apparently either okay with Ran breaking the rule or too enthralled with the latest addition to a rather degrading outfit.

Sevika gave your hand one final squeeze before she stepped away, allowing Ran to move beside you and pick up your leash.

Ran and Sevika could have been fucking twins with their crooked grins. You swore they had the same thoughts. The same kinks. The same love for tormenting you in the most delightful ways.

“Hands and knees on the floor,” Ran stated as they gave your leash a firm tug.

You hesitated, eyes narrowing and flitting between the lopsided grins of both your friend and lover.

Ran arched a brow.

Slowly, you slipped off the bed and onto the hard, cool floor as instructed. You felt ridiculous. Humiliated. And yet, you were undeniably aroused as you peered up at those smirking faces. They were both enjoying this, pleased with your submission.

“Good girl,” Ran purred.

You nearly moaned at the praise, instead rubbing your thighs together as discreetly as you could.

“Sit.”

Again, you took your time obeying. Too focused on your humiliation, you’d almost forgotten about your tail. The moment you sat down on your haunches, the plug shifted, pulling an unintentional sharp whimper from your throat. Your cheeks burned in embarrassment.

Your audience simply snickered in amusement.

Ran handed the leash to Sevika, making their way back to the dresser to grab- Janna, knows what else- to add to your torture.

Meanwhile, you anxiously sat at Sevika’s feet, skin prickling with heat despite your lack of clothing. You didn’t need to look up to know her eyes were on you, a cocky grin plastering her face. Unfortunately for you, it seemed she wasn’t satisfied with your avoidance of her gaze.

Sevika gave your leash a quick upward tug.

You peered up at her through narrowed eyes. Just as you expected, she wore that damn smug grin that somehow always made you want to simultaneously slap her and kiss her at the same time.

She towered over you even in your tallest shoes, but with you sitting on the floor, she completely encased you in her shadow. Just another show of her dominance. And no matter how hard you glared up at her, no matter how much of a facade you put on, you both knew just how much you enjoyed it.

Ran broke you two from your staring contest as they stepped into your periphery. That anxiety that had been steadily growing since they arrived only skyrocketed the moment you realized what they had brought over.

With eyes wide, you watched Ran place a large dildo on the floor right in front of your small settee, attached by a large suction cup at the base.

Oh dear God, please no.

Grabbing Sevika’s attention, Ran nodded towards the settee. With another tug on your leash, Sevika pulled you to your hands and knees, forcing you to follow her as she and Ran took a seat. You sat down as well, this time more carefully.

Sevika, of course, sat with her thighs spread wide and her prosthetic arm draped along the back of the settee. More of that dominance. And just another thing that both infuriated and turned you on.

Ran leaned over to whisper something for only Sevika to hear. Sevika’s lips slowly curled into a smirk, growing larger with each second as Ran undoubtedly told her all the ways she could deliciously torture you.

When Ran sat back up, Sevika gave your leash a harsh tug, causing you to almost topple over face-first onto the silicone toy in front of you.

“Get it nice and wet, Princess.”

You should have known that was coming, but you still flashed both your doms a nasty little glare. Hesitantly, you leaned down and wrapped your lips loosely around the tip. For a moment, you considered trying to make this little show as unerotic as possible just out of spite. However, the moment Sevika spoke- in that deep, husky tone of hers- all that animosity dissolved. Just like that.

“Such a good pet.”

Your eyes fluttered shut, and you slowly sank your mouth further down the dildo. Pausing just a couple inches shy of the base, you pulled back up to the tip with a soft moan you knew they’d both appreciate. You took a deep breath through your nose and held it, then lowered yourself again, this time nearly reaching all the way to the base. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you fought the natural urge to gag.

You peered up through your wet lashes at both of your doms.

Sevika’s smirk softened, but not out of a lack of amusement. She shifted in her seat, clearly aroused by your display. Ran’s impish little grin remained exactly the same, but their eyes sparkled with mirth.

“A very good pet,” Ran purred.

You whimpered, nearly losing your composure and choking on the silicone shaft.

“She can do better,” Sevika grunted to Ran, then turned back to you. “All the way.”

Before you could even register those words, you felt the sole of her boot come down on the back of your head, forcing you down the last remaining length.

She held you there for a moment. A single tear streamed down your face as you struggled to breathe.

Just when you thought you couldn’t hold it much longer, she finally moved her foot back to the floor beside your hand. A pathetic whimper pulled from your throat, and you slowly slid your lips loosely up along the dildo. You came off the toy with a thin string of saliva connecting the tip and your parted lips.

Sevika’s eyes were alight with pleasure.

“Sit on it.”

Even though you knew that was inevitably what the plan was, the way Sevika almost breathlessly groaned it out- like she was so turned on and anxious to watch- caught you off guard.

Apparently not happy with your delay, or simply just looking for an excuse to show off her power, Sevika gave your leash another harsh tug. You yelped and stumbled forward on hands and knees, your face nearly colliding with the couch between the spread of Sevika’s legs.

Ran and Sevika snickered, and as much as you’d like to claim you hated it, there was no denying how much you enjoyed it. Any of it. You could feel your arousal starting to slowly drip down your thighs.

Still, that didn’t stop you from giving them both another bratty scowl.

Resting the palms of your hands against the floor between Sevika’s large shoes, you slowly lowered your back end until you felt the tip of the dildo prod at your entrance. You inhaled sharply, teeth clamping down on your bottom lip.

Ever so slowly, you sank down, small whimpers slipping past your defenses. You tried to keep your head hung low, too embarrassed to look either Sevika or Ran in the eye. Heat flooded your body- your cheeks and ears in embarrassment and humiliation, and your lower half in excitement and pleasure. As many times as you’d fantasized about a threesome, or whatever this was called, you’d never quite captured all the feelings the reality of it brought on.

Sevika wasn’t having any of that either.

“Eyes up here, Princess,” she grunted and tugged at your leash.

You straightened up, slowly allowing your eyes to meet hers, and good God, did your cheeks burn. Both Sevika and Ran were watching intently, wearing those damn matching smirks. It made your insides twist in a pleasurable ache. You hated how much you enjoyed it.

With a shaky breath, you rose up a small amount before sinking back down almost to the base of the dildo. One more rise and fall, then you bottomed out. “Fuck,” you breathed out.

Just as you started to rise up again, Sevika gave the leash another pull.

“Uh-uh,” she scolded, “I didn’t tell you to move.”

“But you told me to-”

“I told you to sit,” Sevika growled.

Your brows furrowed, a mixture of frustration and embarrassment bubbling inside you. You sat back down and tried desperately to ignore the way that made both Ran and Sevika grin wider.

The dildo was by no means the biggest you’d taken. Sevika had tried all manner of shapes and sizes more intimidating than this. But it still filled you just enough, especially while completely seated on the floor, to press against your walls. That combined with the unfamiliar sensation- the added pressure- of the plug pushing inside you damn near drove you nuts.

You squirmed, only making matters worse as both the dildo and plug shifted, sending a pleasurable mix of sensations through your lower half. “Sevika, please,” you begged.

She said nothing. The sadist. Just continued to grin down at you from her seat– her throne.

You turned pleading eyes to Ran, but they sure as hell weren't about to help.

“Be a good pet and you’ll get your treat,” they purred and flashed you a teasing wink.

Then it was your turn to go silent. Or at least as much as you could manage with your dripping cunt feeling tauntingly full but missing the much needed friction.

You weren’t sure how long Sevika made you wait, but it was more than enough to have you damn near writhing in place. Beads of sweat formed along your brows and where thighs met calves in your seated position. Your breathing had turned ragged- shaky. All the while, your doms just enjoyed the show.

The corner of Sevika’s mouth curled upward.

You nearly trembled with anticipation, certain she was going to finally issue another command.

“Go on.”

You nearly cried in relief at those words, immediately sliding up the now very slick dildo with a deep groan of pleasure. Thighs trembling, you reached up to steady yourself. Your hands paused over Sevika’s thighs when you realized she hadn't permitted you to touch. You peered up at her with pleading eyes. The likelihood of her allowing it, especially with Ran watching, was slim to none. So you were more than surprised when she gave you a small nod of approval.

You rested your hands on her thighs, just above her knees. It grounded you. Gave you just enough added security to start slowly sliding up and down on the faux cock.

Try as you might to keep your mouth in check, it didn’t take long before the moans and whines pulled from your throat. The pleasure was nothing like what Sevika could give you with her fingers or strap, but with the extra pressure from the plug, it felt indescribably good.

And the icing on the cake- both Sevika and Ran watched you intently, grinning with blatant satisfaction.

You picked up the pace, bouncing up and down enough to make your godforsaken faux tail swing with the motion. Your arousal collected at the base of the dildo and pooled on the floor, creating lewd sounds each time you descended, your ass and the backs of your thighs slapping loudly against the wet surface.

It wasn’t long before you found yourself unable to maintain that pace. Your knees ached and throbbed, the hard floor unforgiving. Your thighs trembled under the weight of your body and the pleasure coursing through your lower half. Your muscles burned, screaming for you to stop, but your core screamed louder. Keep going. You needed that release.

The burning low in your belly meant you were close, but it was quickly fading as your rhythm faltered. Fingertips digging into the muscle of Sevika’s thighs, you tried desperately to chase your release, but to no avail.

“Sevika, please!” You begged between ragged breaths, and fuck if it wasn’t so much more humiliating with Ran sitting there. “I- I can’t- do this. Help me- please.”

Gray eyes studied your pleading face. Your desperation.

Ran leaned in again to whisper something to Sevika, and your heart nearly stopped when both their crooked grins widened.

That couldn’t mean good news for you.

“Sit.”

That time you did cry out, but not out of relief.

You halted your movements. Tears of distress welled in your eyes, the knot in your belly quickly dissipating. Your chance for release ripped from you.

“Please!” you choked out, squirming and rutting against the dildo.

“No.” Sevika’s tone was gruff, short, and the smug smile disappeared from her face, replaced by a scowl. There was no arguing with her.

You watched helplessly through eyes blurred by tears as both of them rose to their feet. Your hands slid from Sevika’s thighs to fall helplessly against your own.

Sevika tugged on your leash as she made her way to the dresser. She gave you no time to ease off the faux cock, pulling you off quickly and forcing you to follow on hands and knees like the fucking pet you were.

You whined at the loss. Not that either of your doms seemed to care.

Ran held out another dildo for Sevika. It didn’t seem like anything special. Fairly large both in length and thickness, but really no different than any of the ones Sevika usually used on you. The only exception- the large balls at the base.

“For breeding Princess,” Ran said to Sevika.

Breeding?

Sevika took the faux cock from Ran, turning it in her hand and examining it. Her brows furrowed. She was clearly just as confused as you were.

Then the two of you watched as Ran gave the balls a quick squeeze. White, thick, cum like liquid squirted from the tip of the toy, landing with a wet plop on the floor right between your hands.

Oh.

Oh fuck.

You looked back up to Sevika just in time to catch the moment realization struck her. The corner of her mouth curled into the most devious little smirk.

“Fill it with any liquid,” Ran explained with a lopsided grin of their own. “Right now, it has edible lube.”

Sevika’s smirk grew even wider before she turned to peer down at you. “Get on the bed, Princess.”

Janna, you could hear the absolutely wicked delight in her deep voice.

After Sevika handed the leash to Ran, she walked away, presumably to grab her harness.

You crawled onto the bed on hands and knees and turned to face Ran.

Ran’s thick, dark lips curled into an adoring smile as they gazed down at you. To your surprise, they pressed the side of a metal finger beneath your chin, gently raising your head to look directly up at them. They ran the side of their metal thumb across your cheek, wiping away an errant tear from your earlier distress.

You swallowed thickly, your gaze flitting to where Sevika stood with her back to both of you while slipping into her harness, then back to Ran.

Ran lowered their head. Their face- their mouth - coming dangerously close to yours. “Such a pretty pet,” they purred softly. “And so well behaved.”

You rubbed your wet thighs together and barely bit back your moan.

Just as Sevika started to turn around, Ran smoothly released your chin and took a step back.

And you released the breath you once again hadn’t even known you were holding.

Sevika strolled over, devious gray eyes locked on you. Taking your leash again, she pulled you closer to the edge of the bed. “Be a good girl and get it nice and wet for me,” she husked. She stood facing you, silicone ‘breeding’ cock at the ready.

Obediently, you lowered onto your forearms. Now that you had a closer look, the faux cock was actually longer than you realized. Definitely longer than the dildo still sitting on your floor. And the hole in the tip only made it all the more intimidating. You peered up at Sevika through your lashes, opening your mouth as she took your chin between thumb and index finger and pressed down.

With the base of the silicone cock resting in her metal hand, she slowly guided the tip into your mouth.

“How much can Princess take?” Ran asked from where they stood beside Sevika.

“Oh, she can take it all,” Sevika cooed, “Can’t you?”

You nodded.

Metal fingers carded through your hair until they reached the back of your head. That was all the warning you were given before Sevika sank her cock clear to the hilt in a single thrust.

Your startled yelp died in your throat, blocked by the silicone toy filling your mouth. You attempted to pull back, eyes welling with tears as you fought back the gagging. Your fingers curled against the sheets, clawing helplessly.

Thankfully, Sevika knew your body and what you could handle better than even you knew. She slowly pulled all the way back out, allowing you to breathe and recover. Another second longer and you would have lost it.

“Keep that pretty mouth open.”

Blinking away the tears, you peered up at Sevika through wet lashes and obediently left your mouth open.

With a quick squeeze of the balls, she coated your upper lip and tongue with a thick rope of the faux cum. A satisfied smirk painted her face as you licked your lips clean and swallowed. Ran appeared equally satisfied, dark lips curling into a lopsided grin.

“Good girl.” Sevika no more than spoke that praise before her eyes flashed something menacing. “Turn around. Middle of the bed.”

You quickly obeyed, honestly relieved to be turned away from your audience. That is, until Ran made themselves at home by sitting at the head of the bed.

Right smack in front of you.

They must have noticed your distress, as they waved their metal fingers at you tauntingly, wearing that damn playful, sexy grin.

The mattress shifted as Sevika climbed onto the bed to kneel behind you. You gasped when she grabbed your tail and flipped it up out of the way, causing the plug to shift inside you.

She chuckled darkly. “Ridiculous, but you like this, don’t you?”

You kept your mouth shut, not willing to admit how much you were actually enjoying such a stupid, demeaning little getup.

Cold metal digits gripped your hip as Sevika slid the tip of the faux cock between your folds, mixing your arousal with the saliva.

You whimpered softly and turned away from Ran’s amused gaze. Heat flooded your cheeks. You tried to bite back your moans, but as Sevika slowly pushed the head inside, you knew you were going to lose that battle.

Your walls slowly stretched as she eased the toy inside, each little rock of her hips driving it deeper inch by inch. The sensations were magnified by the press of the plug, and Janna, did it feel so good. As she drove it closer to the base, you sucked in a deep breath and held it, releasing it in a shaky groan when she finally bottomed out.

A metal finger pressed upward against the soft underside of your chin, gently forcing you to raise your head and meet Ran’s gaze.

“Eyes on me,” they whispered quietly, “Let me see your pretty face.”

You weren’t sure if Sevika could hear their command, but you were too blissed out to even care. With the size of the dildo and the added pressure of the plug, you felt so unbelievably full. Not a centimeter left empty inside you. If it weren’t for Ran’s insistence to look at them, your eyes surely would have rolled to the back of your head.

An undignified sound left your mouth when Sevika shifted behind you, simultaneously bumping the plug and shifting the dildo. Both Sevika and Ran chuckled, those undeniably arousing sounds echoing in your head. It took every ounce of your willpower not to moan.

Metal and flesh hands gripped your waist as the dildo slowly slid out. When just the tip barely rested inside, you braced yourself, fingers digging into the mattress. With a snap of her hips, Sevika buried the toy to the hilt.

Your body lurched forward, face nearly colliding with Ran’s chest. “Fuck,” you cried out pathetically. Your lashes fluttered as you fought to keep your eyes on Ran and the heat from burning your cheeks.

It didn’t take long for you to forget your embarrassment, though, the heat between your legs far more prominent than the heat of your face as Sevika set a delectably slow pace, sliding almost completely out before slamming back inside. Each drag against your walls sent waves of pleasure through your lower half.

That familiar tightness quickly built deep in your gut again, yet Sevika's pace wouldn’t quite allow your much-needed release. Your knees nearly shook, unable to bear your weight. You weren’t sure how much longer you could take it.

“Sevika,” you whimpered between the rocking of her hips, “please.”

Her fingers, metal and flesh, dug deeper into the soft flesh of your waist and pulled you back against her hips, pushing her cock deeper. She heard you, but she remained silent behind you, her torturously slow thrusts unrelenting.

Ran just sat there, smirking down at you like you were the cutest thing they’d ever seen.

God, you wanted to slap them.

And kiss them.

Then, you swear Sevika must have read your mind, because without warning, she grabbed your leash and yanked.

Your startled cry turned guttural as you were forced to rise onto just your knees, the collar pulling you upward by your neck. Your hands flailed helplessly, searching for purchase before falling limp at your sides. Your eyes shot wide open, but only for a brief moment before fluttering shut as new sensations from the change in position and pressure against your neck flooded your body.

Sevika held your leash tight, forcing your back to arch and press against her chest all while she started to fuck into you relentlessly.

You let your head fall back against her shoulder, and your eyes roll back behind your lids. You were downright reeling from the pleasure of her cock dragging along your walls and that perfect pressure of the collar against your throat.

Somewhere in the haze that took over your pleasure-induced brain, you heard her growl against your ear.

“Who can fuck you like this?”

The question didn’t immediately register. Not when you felt that high fast approaching, so close you could almost taste it. Nothing else even existed in the room to you. None of the furniture. Not even the bed you kneeled on. Not Ran. Not the stupid fucking ears on your head or the tail on your ass. Just Sevika and all that euphoric pressure on your throat and in your core.

Sharp metal digits sank into your waist, and the collar tugged harder at your throat, pulling you from your reverie just enough to hear her next words.

“I asked you a question,” she snarled.

That metal hand pulled you down hard onto her cock.

“Y-You,” you choked out.

Another slam of her hips.

“Say it all.”

You peered up at the ceiling drunkenly through the slits of your eyes.

Janna, have mercy.

“Only- only Sevika- can fuck me this good,” you cried out breathlessly between the sharp bursts of pleasure.

“I’m gonna- fuck a baby- into you.” she huffed.

Her breath was hot and heavy against your ear, almost as ragged as your own.

“God, yes, please!” you cried out. You’d let her do whatever the fuck she wanted if it meant falling off that blissful precipice you teetered on, but fuck if that idea did not somehow make your body burn impossibly hotter.

Her metal hand quickly disappeared from your hip, and that’s when you felt it. The sudden explosion of warm, wet, sticky liquid filling your cunt. It oozed out in thick ropes as she continued to pump the toy inside you. More and more of the white lube slid down the insides of your thighs and onto the bed sheets, even coating Sevika’s thighs. Embarrassingly obscene sounds filled the room as she squeezed every last drop of that faux cum from her cock while she railed you.

“You’re mine,” she growled into your ear, but her eyes were on Ran.

Your vision flashed white, and the tightness in your belly finally snapped. Breathless cries fell from your slack mouth as the pleasure coursed through your body.

Those cries quickly faded to soft, broken whimpers of relief.

Sevika fucked you through the ecstacy with shallow strokes until she felt your body go limp against hers. Her metal hand returned to your waist to hold you upright. She released your leash to wrap her arm around your torso before you could collapse forward.

Your head remained against her shoulder, lolling to the side so your sweat-slick forehead rested against her cheek. The two of you remained that way, her front side pressed almost fully against your backside, silicone cock still buried deep in your weeping cunt, for an amount of time unknown to you. All you could manage was to listen to her shallow breaths and feel her chest rise and fall as you slowly descended from your high.

It wasn’t until she started to lower your body towards the mattress that you remembered you two were not alone. You had a guest. Your eyes hesitantly met Ran’s as Sevika carefully set you back down on wobbly hands and knees.

Ran’s crooked grin was subtle, but the glint in their dark eyes was not. They were more than pleased with the show.

“Beautiful,” they whispered, bringing their metal thumb to your cheek to wipe another tear away you hadn’t even known to be there.

If you’d had any strength left in you, you’d have flushed with embarrassment, but all you could muster was a shy little smile. That little smile contorted into shock when Sevika suddenly pulled out without warning.

“Fuck!” you gasped, nails digging into the bedsheet and teeth biting your lower lip. And damn, did you wish that gasp had been louder and longer, because the sound that came from your cunt as the faux cum released in one big gush was beyond obscene.

Your cheeks burned as you buried your face in the mattress just below Ran’s crossed legs.

“Damn, Princess. You’re a fucking mess,” Sevika gawked from behind you.

You didn’t need to look to know what exactly she was referring to. You felt the slick liquid sliding down the backs of your thighs and along the sides of your knees. That sticky feeling even spread across your ass where it must have splattered with her wild thrusts, parts of that stupid fuzzy tail clinging to your skin.

“She’s not the only one,” Ran replied with a quiet chuckle.

With your head still pressed firmly against the sheets, you turned just enough to watch as Sevika moved off the bed and stood at your side.

And sure as shit, she was just as much a mess as you. That sticky white lube not only clung to nearly every inch of the dildo, but also the harness, and much of the front of her pants were covered in large splotches of it.

Why did that turn you on so much?

You knew why. The fantasy that it was hers, not just some faux cum. That she had filled you so completely full of her… seed. It was depraved, but Janna, did it make you ache for her even more. And you knew she felt the same as she stood there, eyes with dilated pupils gaping at the mess that covered both of you.

“Think we’re gonna need more than a cloth to clean this up,” she chuckled.

The bed shifted again, this time as Ran scooted off the bed. “That’s my cue to leave.”

You wanted so badly to stand up, or at least sit up, so you could properly see Ran out, but you didn’t trust yourself to move. Especially not with that damn plug still in your ass. So you remained there with your rear up in the air, and with what little dignity you had left, you peered up at Ran.

They smiled down at you with that damn crooked grin that was far too similar to Sevika’s. You swore those two were telepathically linked or something, given the way they knew how to simultaneously grind your gears and rev your engine.

“You did great, Princess,” they said softly with a wink, then turned to Sevika. “You can keep these toys as well.”

Sevika nodded to Ran before they made their way to your dresser to gather the remaining items into their bag.

The two of you watched in silence as Ran headed for the door.

They paused before stepping out, glancing at you from over their shoulder. “Let me know when you’re ready for the last lesson.”

What more could they possibly have in store for you? The thought was equal parts exciting and anxiety-inducing, but you gave them a small nod. You- or Sevika- would certainly be letting them know soon enough.

When the latch of the door clicked shut, you released a heavy sigh. You couldn’t wait to wind down after all that excitement.

From your periphery, you caught Sevika heading for the bathroom. Before you could ask her what she was doing, you heard the familiar squeak of the bathtub faucet, followed by the patter of water droplets from the spray attachment.

With one arm still resting against the mattress, you reached up with the other to remove your collar and leash. You tossed it aside, surprised to find the ridiculous ears you’d been given already lying there on the bed. Clearly, it had been knocked off your head at some point during Sevika’s wild thrusting, so maybe not so surprising.

Then there was the plug. How you were going to remove that yourself was beyond your comprehension. No doubt, it would not only be physically challenging, but it would also cause all manner of strange feelings you were too tired to deal with at the moment. You could only hope that Sevika would assist you, and not just torment you with it.

When Sevika returned to the room to find you still kneeling on hands and knees with your tail and messy rear-end on full display, she raised a brow.

“I could use a little help,” you said sheepishly, praying she’d take mercy on you and not laugh.

Those damned full lips of hers curled into a smirk, but she said nothing. Instead, she came to your side and gently placed her metal hand on your lower back.

It never ceased to amaze you how that arm of hers could be both a tool for destruction and a means of comfort. And in that moment, the way it cooled your burning skin, and the way she so carefully used the smooth edges to soothingly stroke your back, you felt so privileged to know that side of it– of her.

Your eyes slowly fell shut, and you rested your forehead against the sheets, revelling under her sweet caress.

Then came the feeling of her other hand grasping the base of the tail. Your entire body tensed, but when she didn’t immediately remove the plug, just continued to rub your back, you slowly let yourself relax again.

“Ready?” she asked.

No.

“Yes.”

You mentally prepared yourself for what would certainly be a strange and unwelcome sensation.

She started to pull it out slowly, which you fully understood needed to happen, but good God, did you want it out NOW! That feeling of stretched muscle as the wide end crept past was so excruciatingly foreign yet familiar it had you balling your fists into the sheets.

But the moment that wide end slipped past, you released all the air you’d been unconsciously holding in, relief washing over just as quickly as she pulled the remainder of the plug out.

Her taunting little chuckle from beside you did not go unnoticed, but you were just too damn tired to tell her to fuck off. Instead, you let your body collapse fully onto the bed, not caring at all about the absolute mess you were spreading all over the sheets and yourself.

You heard her toss the tail on the bed beside the other toys.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.”

With your face fully embedded in the mattress, you half moaned in relief, half groaned a complaint. You wanted to get cleaned up, but that required effort, of which you had very little to give.

She gave your ass a playful smack with her flesh hand, causing you to jump and yelp.

“C’mon, Princess,” she taunted.

You glared into your sheets, despite knowing she couldn’t see you.

With what little strength you could muster, you rolled onto your back and gave her the best fake pout you could conjure. “Carry me?”

“Pathetic,” she huffed, but it was a complete contradiction to the crooked grin of adoration she wore.

You just beamed up at her as she knelt down and effortlessly scooped you up into her arms, bridal style.

She carried you into the bathroom and carefully set you down in the bathtub, under the warm spray of the water. The plug hadn’t been placed yet, for obvious reasons, as she grabbed the sprayer and began hosing off the various lubes that covered much of your lower half.

You lay back with your head resting against the rolled-up towel she’d left along the rim for you, smiling softly at Sevika as she rinsed you. Her brows were pinched in concentration, and God, did you adore her. Even when she gave your side a less-than-gentle nudge to get you to roll over and let her spray down your backside, you couldn’t help but feel giddy. That woman, as badass and tough as she wanted to seem, was just a fucking softy. For you at least. And you were just as much for her.

Once she had the majority of the lube cleared off, she plugged the drain and let the water start filling up while she stepped aside to remove her soiled clothes.

“You gonna join me?” you asked hopefully.

“Not tonight, Princess. I’m gonna go change the sheets, toss your ass in bed, then go the fuck to sleep.”

As much as you wanted her to join you in the tub, sleeping sounded so much more appealing at that moment. Especially if it was while cuddling up to her. So you let your eyes drift shut, and relaxed as the warm water slowly rose and surrounded you.

You had nearly nodded off when you heard Sevika turn the tap off and kneel beside you. You peered up at her through heavy lids as she began quickly, but carefully, wiping you down with a wet, soapy cloth. The little lines above her nose had returned along with her concentration, and if you’d had the energy, you’d have booped that round nose you loved so much and told her she was too fucking cute.

“What?” she asked when she caught you staring.

“Thank you,” you replied softly.

She said nothing, just returned her focus to the task at hand.

“Not just for cleaning me up,” you clarified. “For letting me try out these new things. With Ran here.”

She wrung out the cloth and hung it over the edge, removed the plug, then reluctantly met your admiring gaze.

You could tell she wanted to say something, but she was holding back.

“Were you okay with what happened tonight?” you asked.

Her trademark cocky grin returned.

“With making you walk around like a fucking animal and then filling you to the fucking brim with fake cum?”

You rolled your eyes. “Well yeah, that, but also with Ran being here again and sorta taking part in it.”

“Doesn’t bother me,” she replied as she reached for a towel from the bench behind her.

You weren’t so sure you entirely believed that, but you weren’t going to pressure her. Instead, you opted to give her some extra reassurance. When she leaned over to wrap you in the towel, you gave her scarred cheek a chaste kiss and whispered, “You know I’d only ever do any of this with you.”

She said nothing as she discarded the towel and scooped you up into her arms again, but you could feel the change in her body. The way she held you a little closer against her chest. The way she pressed her nose against the top of your head, her breath steady.

She carried you into the bedroom and gently laid you down on the fresh sheets before crawling onto the bed behind you.

You rolled onto your side, allowing her to wrap her human arm around you and pull your back against her bare chest. Your favorite- and obviously her favorite- sleeping position. With her face buried against the nape of your neck, and all that skin to skin, you were quickly drifting off to sleep again.

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