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[words-etched-in-her-skin]

.... threesome with a bratty enby, Alcina and Sal? 👀👀

Let me just say.. I thoroughly enjoyed writing this one, and I do hope you enjoy reading it, love 😏💕

Also, sorry for the lack of snippets and imagines lately, everyone! I've been working on this chapter and another piece of writing I did for a friend.. but now that I've finished, I'll answer some ask for you all soon! 😊 Until then, I hope some of you will enjoy this! (Includes some punishment, rough handling and degradation for anyone who isn't into that ♥️ (at over 3,300 words this goes under a cut!))

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It wasn’t always easy being both an absolute brat and the sole companion of the illustrious, yet ultimately terrifying, Alcina Dimitrescu - the famed Countess of Blood herself. And while most days you did your best to tow the line - to behave - others… well… the urge to brat out was just entirely too strong to ever deny yourself.

I mean... a brat’s gotta brat, after all.

For the most part, though, your Lady generally found your quips to be charming. Actively engaging in the banter of it as a keen smirk curled across her lips. Of course, that’s not to say that on more than a few occasions your insolence hadn’t found you on the less than favorable side of her moods. With your ass in the air and her large hands striking across the flesh of it. But, all in all, Alcina took your brattiness with stride - and you had yet to overstep.. to push her too far.

That was… until tonight.

The Countess had given you very explicit instructions to be on your best behavior. To know your place and be a good little pet. And maybe it was the excitement of the evening - with not only the other three Lords, but the Immortal Mother seated at your table.. the utterly distracting knowledge that, when all was said and done, you were to meet both Sal and your Lady in her quarters hanging in the air - all seeming to work together to compel your brattiness to a whole new level. To spark something wholly disobedient within you.

So there you sat - with the cool satin sheets of your Lady’s bed against your skin and a pulsing anticipation between your legs. The lingering touch of Alcina’s hand around your neck from when she threw you down onto the bed, a snake-like tone coating her words and a snarl across her teeth.

“Did you find that entertaining, pet?” She had practically spat, her fingers holding strong around your throat as she leaned over you.

In retrospect, maybe you had gone too far that night. With your placement at the table the perfect position for you to tease both Alcina and Sal without Miranda being none the wiser. Dressed specifically for the occasion - you wore nothing but your Lady’s favorite corset and a very tight pair of black pants. How your fingers traced teasingly over your shoulders and the fine lines of collarbone - dragging them up the length of your neck and over the shaved part of your head as you watched the Countess’s eyes follow your every move. And while the Lady had ultimately kept her composure throughout the meal - Sal had been a different story. The fierce blush across her cheeks and stammer to High Priestess’ questions prevalent as the hungry glow in her eyes drank you in. Flustering her to a point that even Heisenberg was forced to make a comment. “Pft, what’s got you all flushed, Sharky?” And it’s entirely possible that if you had you been in a far less… difficult mood, the stern gazes from your Mistress might have been enough alone to make you stop.. to compel you to behave..

But alas, you were in the mood to tease - and so tease, you did.

Though, the utter dominance to your Lady’s voice before she left the room had changed your tone quite a bit. The sharp look that painted over her normally soft features as she told you not to move - almost growling the words into the heated space between you before abruptly releasing her hold and exiting the room to fetch Sal. Your nude body shivering slightly in the chilled castle air - with only the heat radiating from your eager core to keep you warm. And all you could do was to wait patiently for their return.

“Chilly, are we?” Alcina chuckled as your gaze moved to the door, a fresh layer of goosebumps across your body. “Mh.. don’t worry, pet, you’ll be feeling nothing but heat here soon enough.”

At this you only shivered harder, certain the desire between your legs was already dripping onto the crimson bed sheets below you.

“Aye.. yer got tha’ right.”

Sal’s eyes held your own as she made her way into the room, the firm outline of her womanhood already noticeable against the thin fabric of her pants. The sight of it alone pulling a prompt whine from your throat.

“Is my pet feeling rather needy this evening? Hm?”

The warmth of her breath on your skin, the control just a single finger had as she tilted your chin - forcing you to look at her..

“O-one can only be needy when looking at the two of you, Mistress.”

“Heh.. smooth lil luv, eh?”

“Oh, indeed, they are, Sal. Quite the clever tongue on this one.”

“Erm..” You murmured at their praise. A sharp inhale across your lips as your Lady traced her fingers along the scars of your chest before kissing you deeply - heatedly. A promise of everything that was about to be done to you dancing across your tongue… forcing your core to clench around nothing.

‘Mh.. well, don’t you taste exquisite this evening, pet.”

“You always taste exquisite, my lady.”

She gave you a quick arch of an eyebrow.

“Ah.. Mistress.”

“Good pet.”

“Heh.. how obedient.”

You gave Sal a prompt pout and she chuckled, coming closer to the bed as she began to drop the clothes from her muscular body. Every inch of her chiseled - hard - right down to the ample cock that hung between her legs.

“Probably for the best considering how bratty they’ve been. Wouldn’t you agree, Sal?”

“Aye.”

You swallowed the thick arousal in the back of your throat, watching as your Lady moved from off of the bed, giving Sal the room she needed to move in. Seeing the predator of the shark in her for the first time since you’d met her. An all too wide smile full of sharp teeth, her tentacles slowly slithering out and framing her body.

“On the bed, Sal.”

She only nodded in Alcina’s direction, every muscle in her body flexing deliciously as she crawled up onto the bed - situating herself up right. Your Lady humming in approval, coming up behind you with a crisp white rope in her hand - compelling your eyes to widen.

“Did you actually think you’d get away with no punishments tonight, pet?” She clicked her tongue in disappointment, watching you closely. “You should really know better by now.”

“Of.. of course, Mistress.”

“Hands behind your back.”

You gave her a little smirk, purposely moving your hands as slow as possible. A sharp yelp from your lips as she grabbed them both roughly - tugging them into position before she swiftly looped the rope around your wrists and arms, tying it off,

“Seems our obedient little pet still has some brat left in them after all.” She growled, her fingers firm in your hair as she pulled it back.

“Lookin’ forward ter fuckin’ it righ’ outtah ‘em.” Sal chuckled.

“Mh.. indeed.” Alcina replied, releasing your hair with such force that your head fell forward with a whimper. “I take it this means you’re ready for them, Sal?”

‘Aye.”

You watched your Lady nod once before she grabbed your hips - lifting you off the bed with the utmost of ease and she hovering you over Sal’s lap with your back to her. Her cock hard beneath you, twitching slightly in anticipation while her tentacles wrapped themselves firmly around your thighs and spread them open. The smirk that curled itself across the Countess’ lips was enough to send a surge of heat directly through your body. Lowering your body to straddle Sal’s hip as she released you. The tip of Sal’s cock against the slick of your entrance.

“Ready to behave, my pet?”

You whimpered, wanting so badly to brat out and buck your hips down, ultimately thinking better of it.

“Mmph- …perhaps, Mistress.”

“Mh… always the brat. There’s no need to deny it, pet. I can smell that arousal between your legs from here.”

You whimpered again at the Countess’ purring tone, her intoxicating scent that rolled off of her in waves as she began to strip.

“Nice and slow now, Sal. Let’s say a little cock warming to start off with, hm?”

You cursed under your breath, earning a prompt chuckle from Sal.

“Heh, sounds good ter me.”

You felt your whole body tense as Sal began to lower your hips down onto her - teasingly as she very slowly filled your core. A deep flush creeping across the tops of your cheeks and splattering over the bridge of your nose as you finally met the base of her - her firm cock stationary inside you, immediately making you ache with need. The last bit of fabric falling from Alcina’s body - every sinful inch of her exposed as she settled herself on the bed in front of you. Her heady musk enveloping your senses, fueling your need to an even higher level..

“You’re absolutely stunning like this, pet. All filled and desperate for us. I can only imagine just how badly you’d like to roll those hips of yours.”

You could feel Sal’s grip on your hips and thighs tighten at the Countess’ words, forcing you to whine.

“Yes, v-very badly, Mistress. Please.” Your voice barely above a whisper.

“Mh… there’s my needy little slut.. begging already.”

Alcina hummed in satisfaction, giving Sal a small nod as her own fingers fell to her core. The curse under your breath swiftly turning to a moan as Sal bucked her hips up into you, holding you flush against the base of her as she forced you down onto it - stilling it once again. The fingers of your Lady’s other hand tangling themselves into your hair as she leaned in closer, licking her lips as if she were about to devour you whole - sending a shiver across your flushed body.

“Come now, draga mea.. beg for it properly, like a good pet.”

“Fuck” You whimpered, knowing there was no point in continuing any further - the ache in your core already building to a blazing inferno as Sal remained motionless inside you. The only sensations to be felt being the incessant throbbing of her cock against your walls and the trickle of your own desire. “Please, Mistress? Please.. let Sal fuck me?”

“Mh.. utter perfection.” The Countess smirked. “Make sure to be thorough with them, Sal. They have been rather.. difficult all day.”

“Aye.”

Even without seeing it, you could sense the toothy grin of Sal behind your back. Her hips adjusting slightly as she pulled your body back by the rope binding your arms - giving your Lady a most generous view of your eager core and the arousal that dripped from it. The first thrust of Sal’s cock sending fireworks behind your eyes, forcing you to close them with an utterly needy moan.

“Eyes on me, pet.”

‘F-fuck. Yes, Mistress.”

The Countess leaned back on one elbow with her legs spread widely. Large fingers moving slowly through wet folds as Sal’s hips picked up the pace, moving her hands to your waist as she ground you down onto her. Making you take all of her. And oh, the sweet moans that were buried in Sal’s throat.. the deep breaths hitched in your Lady’s. A chorus of sounds that did nothing to help the profound heat - the aching need - that was surging through your core. Your Lady’s gaze never dropping from yours, even as she slid her fingers inside herself with a breathy moan - making you whimper.

“Not enough, pet? Are we so needy today?”

You only nodded, moaning even louder as one of Sal’s tentacles came around and ghosted over your clit. The length of her womanhood deep inside you - throbbing with each pump.

“Use your words, pet.”

“Yes.. I’m very needy, Mistress.”

At this the Countess only drove her fingers deeper into herself - eyes half lidded and brimming with desire. You cursed again, body completely flushed with arousal as you were forced only to watch, wanting so badly to touch her..

“Please, Mistress. I need to feel you.”

“Mh.. well now, how can I deny mommy���s perfect little slut such a greedy request, hm?”

“.... if you’re mommy.. then what does that make Sal?”

You weren’t even sure what made the quip fall from your lips, but the deep growl from Sal’s throat and the dangerous look in your Lady’s eyes made you immediately regret it.

“Lift them up, Sal.”

“Aye.”

You whined immediately at the empty feeling within your core as Sal slipped out of you. Alcina’s smirk growing more devious as she moved in closer - leaning you both back against the bed.

“Now, take their backside. Let me worry about their front.”

“Heh.. gladly.”

You only had a moment to ready yourself before you felt the tip of Sal’s cock saturating your ass with your own juices before she lowered you back down and slowly slid it in. Your body tense - filled with an all too familiar heat as your Lady wrapped her hand around your throat.

“I want to hear you say it, pet.” She snarled, two fingers pressed side by side along your entrance.

“Ah-.. Fuck… say what, Mistress?”

She pressed her fingers in a little further, forcing a tiny stretch around the tips of them.

“Tell me who you belong to.”

“Fuck.. You, Mistress. You.”

A deep whine as her fingers began to breach your walls ever so slightly.

“And who is your Mistress, pet?”

“My Lady… Dimitrescu.. You.. You are-”

“Mh, that’s right. “ She replied, a devilish grin across her face - her warm breath against your neck as she leaned in to whisper. “And it would do you well to never forget it.”

You nodded fiercely, biting your bottom lip - body almost completely overcome with heat.

“Mhm! Yes, Mistress... I won’t.”

The Countess planted a bruising kiss to your lips before sliding her fingers inside you - filling you completely and forcing you to squirm. A wholly new sensation with every part of you restrained in some way. The rope around your arms and wrists, Sal’s strong hands on your hips, their tentacles on your thighs.. all topped off with your Lady’s hand around your throat like the cherry on top of a brat sundae. Why, the very thought that you were entirely at their mercy only fueled the throb in your core to a pulsating heat. The delicious way Alcina’s fingers filled you so perfectly - stretching you to the brink yet making you want more. The length of Sal’s womanhood buried deep within your ass as your Lady started a teasingly slow pace

“Let’s try this again.. shall we, pet? Are you ready to behave?”

She punctuated her question with a firm thrust, smirking when you whimpered.

“Yes.. yes, Mistress.”

“Mh.. that’s my good slut.”

“Yes.. all yours, Mistress.”

“Well, I do believe Sal has your ass at the moment, my pet.”

She chuckled softly, thrusting her fingers a little harder and pulling a sharp cry from your lips.

“Heh.. aye. An’ for tha’ matter, Countess.. why don’tcha let take care of yeh?”

You watched as two of Sal’s tentacles came from around your backside and slithered out towards the Countess. A contemplative look in her eye and the slight flush of arousal upon her cheeks.

“Very well, then.” She replied with a nod, adjusting her knees on the bed as she spread them widely to give Sal better access.. You could feel her hand tense against your throat as the appendages smoothly slid inside of her - the breathiest of moans falling from her crimson lips.

The deep thrusts that came next were indulgent at first, slowly enkindling the already burning desire within you to an almost paralyzing ache. Not that you could have moved either way, given the circumstances. Your lovers had made quite sure of that. Every inch of your body taut - rigid - bound by the restraints of both the physical and the carnal.

“Such a greedy little slut, hm? Taking both of us like this. And so eagerly, at that.”

She answered her own question by driving her fingers even harder in - your now sopping wet core clenching around her - ripping an utterly desperate cry from your lips. Your juices saturating the sheets below you and dripping down her wrist. A chuckle from Sal quickly turning into a moan as the length of her pumped relentlessly in and out of you. Your ass stretching exquisitely around her with each meticulous thrust of it. The Countess’ breath growing ever so erratic, rocking her hips as Sal’s tentacles buried themselves deep inside of her - moaning in earnest when another one slid in.

“Please, Mistress.”

You barely got the words out against the large fingers that were still wrapped firmly around your neck - nails digging in just hard enough. Her eyes burrowing into you, half lidded and filled with nothing but the pleasure of the moment.

“Please what, pet?”

You weren’t sure just how much longer you would last. Your hips forced down onto Sal’s cock.. onto your Lady's fingers… time and time again. The sweet, indulgent moans that hung thick in the air as each of your pleasures built. The feeling of Sal twitching inside you as she grew closer and closer to the edge. Alcina’s reserve falling as waves of bliss began to crash over her.

“Mistress.. please.. I.. please, I’m so close.”

You tried to remember if you had ever been desperate enough to beg in such a way before, but the blissful haze within your mind made it difficult to focus on anything but the myriad of sensations that were threatening to take over you. And you knew that the utter desperation that coated your plea had effected both of your lovers quite the same, feeling their paces grow more unstable at just the sound of it.

“Mh.. Yes, my pet. Come for your Mistress.”

“Th-thank you, Mistress.”

She tightened her grasp on your throat a little more as your hips began to jerk, feeling the first orgasm immediately wash over you with a violent shudder.

“Mph. fuck... again.. please.”

“Aye.. needy, are yeh?”

You whimpered, nodding your head and moaning even louder as Sal lifted you by your hips from her lip, stopping just short of completely falling out of you before forcing you back down again.

“Fuck”

“Heh.. yer asked fer it.”

You could sense your Lady’s was growing closer for she hadn’t even punished you for your lack of her title, her magnificent body writhing against the cool night air - stealing all of the breath from your lungs as she pressed a heated kiss to your lips.

“Mh.. my.. perfect pet.”

“.. sweet lil’ luv.”

You moaned out loudly at their praise, an almost screamless cry ripping from your throat as an intense, pricking heat swiftly crashed over your body like a tidal wave - burning everything in its path in an unyielding peak of pleasure. Sal’s thick desire seeping from your already dripping hole and trickling down the slit of you as her climax wholly filled you. The length of her twitching with every pump as she sank her teeth into the soft flesh of your shoulder.

Your Lady was the next to let go as she released her hand from your throat and eagerly brought it to her clit. forcing a violent orgasm to swiftly rip through her as she continued to ride out her peak.

The next few moments were a bit of a blur.. your eyes closed and your breath nothing more than an exhausted pant. The absence of warmth as they both slowly slid out of you, releasing your thighs and unwrapping the rope from your arms and wrists. And you were fairly certain you immediately fell forward into your Lady’s arms - but even that you couldn’t be sure of.

“Sal, get them some water. They need to hydrate.”

“O’course.”

You vaguely remembered opening your eyes just long enough to see Sal’s firm backside head into the bathroom with a glass. The soothing sensation of the cool water against your dry throat felt almost good enough to make you come all over again, but the relieving warmth of your Lady’s arms wrapped around your body quickly reminded you of just how wrecked you actually were.

“You did so well, my pet.”

“Mmhm.. thank.. you.. my lady.”

“Aye.. tha’ yer did.” Sal added as she took the glass from your hands.

“Mhm.”

You tried your hardest to muster enough strength to get out more than the single word that seemed to lose itself in the softness of Alcina’s bosom. Her steady heartbeat - the warmth of her bare skin against yours. For a moment, you wondered if it was the blissed out fog that rolled across your body that was slowly encasing you, or Sal. Either way, it felt so incredibly good against your flushed skin that you didn’t really care. You were utterly wrecked - sore, aching, claimed - and feeling more satisfied than you had ever felt in your life.

“Sleep now, sweet pet. We’ve got you.”

And sleep, you did.