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thedumbstuff · 2 months ago
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i want someone to hypnotize me slowly with their messages…
planting subconscious triggers… making me theirs without me even realizing—until im their good brainless doll.
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thedumbstuff · 3 months ago
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enjoy :)
had to be superrrr quiet because my roommate was right outside lol
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thedumbstuff · 3 months ago
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You’re laying in bed innocently sleeping away, that’s when i decide to sneak into your room. I quietly creep in, making sure I don’t wake you. As I’m standing over you, making sure you’re asleep, I start touching you, lifting your arms up to check if you’re in a deep enough sleep. You don’t react to me at all, and that’s when my depraved thoughts start taking over. My hands start to wander, stopping at your tits and groping them while you sleep. Lightly touching you, playing with your nipples and making them hard without your knowledge, slowly turning you on even in your sleep. My hands begin moving down, pushing your thighs apart and touching your clit, rolling my fingers over it and rubbing it. I notice you getting wet, my perversions take over even more as I push my finger inside of you to feel you, to feel what a wet slut I’m making you. You start squirming, beginning to wake up. I quickly push my hand over your mouth, shutting you up before you can even make a noise, “you weren’t supposed to wake up yet baby.” I wrap my hand around your throat and start choking you unconscious, right as you’re about to knock out, I make sure that the last thing you feel, the last thing you remember is my cock being forced into your pussy right before everything turns black for you. I’ll take advantage of you while you’re in such a vulnerable state, using your holes as my toys and fucking you while you have no idea what’s even happening to you. Raping your innocent little body in and out of consciousness. Leaving you sore and completely covered in marks and bruises, your pussy stretched out, filled and leaking a mixture of both our cum for you to wake up confused about in the morning
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thedumbstuff · 3 months ago
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Aww, what's that dear? The hypnosis is wearing off and you're starting to have thoughts again? You're such a good toy for telling me!
Don't worry, darling, I'll take care of that. I know how much you love being an empty plaything. Just focus on me and you'll be back to leaking your mind away very, very soon~
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thedumbstuff · 3 months ago
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Hypnotizing you, not with any fancy inductions or spirals, but by overloading your brain with praise.
It all starts out quite normally. A nice, regular chat, with friendly banter, and a few comments about how good you are being by answering my questions and talking to me. That praise feels very reassuring, making it so much easier for you to relax, letting yourself feel more and more calm with each moment that we spend talking.
As we continue chatting, though, my compliments become more and more frequent. Calling you a good toy each time you answer a question, conditioning you to feel so incredibly accomplished by simply following my words. And with each passing remark, your mind becomes more and more fuzzy, every thought slowly replaced by the overwhelming need to be praised.
Eventually, it becomes all that you can think about. A chorus of "great job!" and "good sub", desperately bouncing around in your head, shattering your mind to pieces. It feels so good to be praised, to be reminded of how amazing you are when you obey, dropping deep into trance as my warm words echo in your pretty little head.
After all, it's true. Every word I said was correct. You are such a good toy, and you love being reminded of how adorable you are when you follow my commands~
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thedumbstuff · 5 months ago
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‎‧₊˚✧ Marvel Women Spicy Links ✧˚₊‧
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Wanda Maximoff
Wanda riding your strap
Wanda torturing your pussy
Teasing submissive Wanda’s nipples
Sucking Wanda’s tits
Wanda eating you out
Wanda touching you whenever she wants
Fingering Wanda as she calls you ‘daddy’
Being a good pet for Wanda
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Natasha Romanoff
Playing with Natasha’s tits
Fingering submissive Natasha
Natasha being obsessed with your clit
Fingering submissive Natasha pt. 2
Natasha fucking you through your panties (Nat has a penis)
Natasha using her strap on you
Mutual masturbation with Natasha
Using your strap on Natasha
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Kate Bishop
Kate sucking your fingers
Kate being mesmerized by your tits
Fingering Kate in a cute outfit
Playtime with dominant Kate
Pussy slaps with Kate
Fucking Kate while wearing a ghostface outfit
Strapping Kate while she wears a cute outfit for you
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Agatha Harkness
Agatha dressing you up in a cute outfit + fingering you
Tribbing with a very vocal Agatha
Top butch Reader + bottom femme Agatha
Agatha using her strap on you
Agatha being obsessed with your strap
Agatha pouring hot wax on you as a punishment
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Yelena Belova
Dry humping with Yelena
Yelena using her strap on you
Yelena + tribbing
Yelena using you however she pleases
Yelena worshipping your pussy
Giving Yelena head
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dividers by @/cafekitsune
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thedumbstuff · 5 months ago
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Each day you receive a text first thing in the morning. Today it looked like this:
"Hello doll. Today your aesthetic is Gothic librarian in a porno."
Every day a different style. Open to interpretation but always sexualized.
"hello doll. Today your aesthetic is trying to seduce your Catholic school teacher."
That day you didn't even own a plaid skirt. You went out in a blouse and panties to the store just to complete your outfit.
You aren't even sure who is sending these texts and you've been completely unable to stop them.
"hello doll. Today your aesthetic is pet cat in heat."
That day you'd been afraid to leave the house since you were only wearing cat ears and a collar.
Always the same language. And always, you're completely unable to disobey. You're just glad it hasn't really impacted how you behave.
But tomorrow you'll wake up with a new text:
"hello doll. Today your identity is lonely farm girl with no personal boundaries."
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thedumbstuff · 7 months ago
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thedumbstuff · 8 months ago
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Hypnovember Day 9 - Creature
(CW: first person with vagina, tentacle fucking, ear penetration, brain fucking, hypnotic secretion, aphrodisiac, all the way through)
The cave seemed safe enough. Something inside was smelling incredibly sweet. As an explorer it was your job to document and explore uncharted places and locations. You raised your flashlight and crept inside the cave, slowly. The ground was slick, not quite wet but maybe slimy. Perhaps an unknown creature lived inside. You moved slower, your feet creeping carefully as you watched each step you took.
The air was damp, humid, and muggy. But still the sweet smell permeated throughout the room. You could see the slime on the walls as well and carefully reached out, touching it with your fingers. It was warm to the touch and sent a pleasant feeling through your fingers warming them instantly. Your fingers played in the liquid for a second, the gelatinous consistency pleasing to touch and spread on your skin. You smiled and pulled your hand away noting that it had an addicting sensation to it. You quickly wiped your hand on your pants, removing the slime from it.
You moved in farther, now far enough away that the only light was coming from your flashlight. Far enough away from the entrance to the cave to prevent anyone hearing you for help. But that was the life of an adventurer.
You could hear a sound, a wet slapping sound in the air. You stopped moving and immediately the sound stopped. Slowly you took a step forward and heard a similar sound fill the air again. It was humid here, so much so that you actually broke a sweat. You pushed on, slowly moving further in. As you did, you pulled off your jacket, tucking the flashlight into your waistband. You tied the jacket around your waist, baring your bare arms to the open air, sweat dripped down them.
You went to grab the flashlight once more only to accidentally send it tumbling to the floor. It bumped into something, blocking the light. You cursed yourself and got down on your knees, feeling about for it. There was no way you'd find your way out of here without it.
The slime here was thicker, thick enough to cover your hands fully. As you dug around you found your motions slowing, growing more sluggish. The warmth slid up your arms, spreading over them, wrapping tightly around them. It felt good to feel that way as the sensations spread further. You could feel it spreading up your legs too, almost crawling over them.
You could hear a wet sound as something pulled at your arms, slowly lifting them off of the ground. You tried to struggle but your arms felt so weak and heavy all of a sudden. The warmth draining the will to fight out of you. You glanced over and in the dark could make out a soft shimmering glow coming from what looked like a tentacle wrapped around each arm. They tangled tightly, sliding through your hands as your fingers gripped at them, wrapping tightly around your wrists, threading up over your elbows and biceps, before digging into your shirt. You could feel the warmth spreading as they moved further, teasing under your armpits.
You tried to squirm, to thrash against the restraints but found it harder to move. Other tentacles were moving now, Sliding under your pant legs, wrapping around your body. You could feel your shoes being plucked off of your feet by the unseen creature. The tentacles rose higher, tearing at your clothes as they stretched them to the point of fabric breaking. You could feel them climb higher, wrapping around your legs as they went numb hanging limply in the tentacle's grip. There was no escape for you now.
You could feel another tentacle moving towards your head. The warmth grew closer by the second. It wrapped around your neck, not tightly, just coiling for support before sliding up your neck creeping along your face. Your breath grew heavy now as you closed your mouth tightly. Your entire body was burning up aching for the tentacles to do what you knew they were planning for. You felt so empty and if the tentacles would just enter you, just fill that emptiness, it would be so much better. You knew the slimy secretions were causing these sensations, but you didn't care.
You felt a tentacle press against your clit, coating in the slimy substance. Immediately you felt it throb in need, swelling. Your body trembled in desire and you could sense the creature knew it. It slid back down, two tentacles pressing against your pussy. They slipped in, each almost pulling, stretching you wider as they slipped inward. You cried out in pleasure, cumming instantly. Your body wracked with pleasure.
The tentacle by your mouth wasted no time, slipping inside. It dove deep, quickly thrusting down into your mouth. Your tongue went numb as the secretions slid over it. You could feel the eagerness of the tentacle, digging deeper into your throat, sliding down stretching you out wider than you ever had before. Filling you deeper than ever before.
Your shirt burst apart bearing you fully naked to the cave air. Tentacles swarmed your body, wrapping around you, covering you quickly in the slime. You became numb to everything except pleasure, filling every inch of your body inside and out.
You could feel the tentacle inside of you sliding further, wrapping around every inch of your insides, pushing further and further. You couldn't help but imagine if anything would ever feel this good again. Suddenly you felt a pressure at your ears. Tentacles pushing against them, sliding in slowly. It hurt and you could feel the tentacle almost respond to the resistance, to your pain. A large gush inside of your pussy of the slime immediately sent your mind into a daze as you shook, another orgasm pulled from you by the creature. You trembled lost in the bliss as the tentacles pushed into your ears with a loud pop.
You went limp in the creature's grasp as the tentacles began to wrap around your brain. You could feel them gushing the slime into your head, it leaking out of your nose and ears. They slid over your mind, every thought being replaced by pure bliss. The tentacles knew how to make you feel good and you wanted that didn't you. You wanted the tentacles inside of you. They wanted to help you feel good. You wanted to feel good.
You came as the tentacle inside of you finally found exit out of your ass, fucking you straight through. Every inch of you penetrated fully. You were nothing but a set of holes for the tentacles to make you feel good. And that's what you wanted. Because that's what it wanted. To feel so good. You could feel it's pleasure as it fucked your mind with its tentacles. You could feel every inch of your body as you were fucked, as you fucked yourself. Feeling the pleasure as you gave yourself pleasure. Feeling every inch of yourself in a way you never felt before. You came surrendering to the bliss of the tentacles inside of you.
It was hours before you woke up, crawling your way out of the cave, covered in slime, stretched to your limit, trembling from pleasure. You gasped as your body expelled another bunch of slime from inside, your stomach still distended from the filling inside. You stumbled over to your campsite. Perhaps you wouldn't share this place with the other explorers. You expected you'd be coming back here quite a bit. What you weren't sure about was whether or not you wanted to, or the tentacles had told you to. Then again, did you really care. You stroked your swollen pussy and looked back at the entrance to the cave, eager to walk right back in.
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thedumbstuff · 8 months ago
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Rio x reader x agatha smut where the reader is a brat do they punish reader by edging them over and over and they DP reader 🫣
Let's Get Screwed !
Pairing: Agatha Harkness X Rio Vidal x Reader
Word count: 3.0k words
Summary: They weren't paying you any attention and so you took it upon your hands to get it
Warnings: 18+ smut, Mommy and Mistress kink, Kate is here, Anal( R receiving), fingering ( R receiving), double penetration, sort of soft agatha, toys, soft moment.
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This neighborhood party hosted by Dottie was getting boring. You didn’t want to go at all and wanted to spend the day at home but your neighbors had begged you to join along as they didn’t want to be stuck hearing about the other ladies. 
Rio and Agatha had taken a bit of a liking to you and you didn’t mind the company on nights where you didn’t have to go to work, which lead to a situationship between the three of you.
They were happily married to each other while you were their third, their perfect little pet who did no wrong.  The young adult just out of college focusing on your career.You assumed they just wanted you as a way to spice up their life not knowing that they had feelings for you. 
“ Are you gonna keep staring at them or actually listen to what I’m saying y/n?” Kate ask you. 
“ staring at who……” you play dumb while your best friend rolls her eyes. You were so bad at faking it. 
“ I’m guessing the three of you are still in the fucking stages them,” she says and you nod and burry your head in your hands dramatically. It had also been 2 weeks since they fucked you and all you wanted was their attention, no matter how you had to get it. 
“ Kate babe you have no idea, like works been up my ass about the new social media campaign and I haven’t had a good fuck in,” you pause to think,” 2 weeks Kate”. One of the moms in the neighborhood hears you cuss and gives you a side eye which you ignore and Kate just holds in her laugh. 
“ have you tried discussing your feelings with the woman? “ she offers up. 
“ nah,” and she rolls her eyes. 
“ texted them about talking ?” 
“ tried but schedules didn’t line up ?” 
“ Carrier pigeon ?” Kate asks sarcastically.
“ Does Yelena know a guy who does that because I’m actually considering it,” and Kate slaps your arm at your stubbornness. 
“ maybe you just need to make them jealous so they can fucking talk about their feelings,” she says sarcastically says, giving you a good idea. 
“ Would you help me Katherine ? Oh pretty please Katherine bishop ? Will you help your bestie friend to-“ and before you can say anything else she lightly slaps your arm to get you to shut up. God you annoyed her sometimes but she was up for the cause. 
“ you’re such a brat,” she chuckles and you smile at the compliment. 
“ hopefully it helps me with them fucking me til I can’t think,” you say, Kate not missing a second at she wraps her arm around your waist. 
The rest of the party , the both of you act like a lovesick couple, Kate holding your hand as the both of you sit together listening to Dottie talk about her plants. Mrs Davis calls you both adorable whenever Kate feeds you a chocolate covered strawberry , all while Rio and Agatha just try to keep their cool infront of everyone.
“ y/n is being a brat Aggie,” Rio says in a quiet tone to her wife as they watch you strut around with Bishop. Both ladies knew that Kate had eyes for Yelena so there was no reason to be throwing yourself at her in front of everyone in the neighborhood. 
“ give it another minute babe,” Agatha says watching you and Kate go off hand in hand,” then we’ll take them home and teach them a lesson”. 
“ you think they saw us?” Kate laughs nervously as she’s in no mood to piss off the milfs. 
“ definitely knowing them they’re on the way the way to come and ‘ talk’ or whatever “ you say. 
“ I’m actually down to go y/n,” and you nod as she leads you towards the backyard exit, not before a soft pair of hands takes you away from your friend.
“ Mrs Harness-Vidal !” Kate’s says while you try to hide your blush. Right on cue.
“ Quite the showing affection the two of you were showing huh superstars?” She curiously asks and before Kate can respond Rio appears with a plate of food to take home.
“ Really Rio ? right now ?” Agatha asks.
“ Mrs Davis offered and I wasn’t gonna say no darling,” she defends herself. 
“ Anyways,” Agatha begins again,” where are you and y/n going anyways Bishop?” 
“ probably gonna go back to my place and watch tv ya know ?” Kate attempts to act cool while you snort at her attempt. 
“ we can take y/n back with us babe,” Rio speaks up,” I know you probably still have to take your dog on a walk right ?” 
Kate gives you one more look before you give her a little nod, signaling to her that you’d be okay. 
“ bye y/n,” she gives you a quick kiss on your cheek before heading back to her place. Oh you were fucked after that.
Both ladies keep their composure as the three of you head over to the married couples place, the sound of Rio humming preventing you from freaking out as to what might happen.
“ on your knees pet,” Rio is the first one to speak and you don’t obey immediately, feeling confident to defy her. 
“ actually I think I’ll sit on the couch,” you say and make your way to the couch, Agatha’s face showing a bit of shock.
“ oh so someone wants to be a brat ? Not listening to your mistress when she’s giving you orders?” Agatha asks and you don’t budge.
“ maybe if you had payed attention to me more at the party mommy I would have behaved you think-“ and Agatha shoves you off the couch to your knees. You let out a huff as the older woman chuckles. 
“ listen here slut,” she has a grip on your chin,” your mistress and I are gonna punish you for being a bad pet for us and throwing yourself at Kate like that. You’re ours til the end of time you know that right ?” 
You nod as best as you can, mind feeling a bit fuzzy at her command. 
“ let mommy use your mouth with her fingers while Mistress undresses herself,” she tells you shoving two of her fingers in your mouth to suck, putting on a show for both ladies in front of you. Rio made a show of slowly taking off the dress in-front of you and her wife, taking her time to taunt you like the way she was an expert at.
“ fuck baby you’re drooling and you haven’t gotten my cock in your greedy mouth, she says with fake pity in her voice,” Rio baby, here or there bedroom”.
“ bedroom,” she answers and the three of you head to their main room, Agatha places you in the middle of the queen size bed while Rio places herself behind you. 
“ Now it’s time for mommy to undress herself for us,” Rio says and you feel her arms wrap around your waist. All you can do is watch as the older woman in front of you makes a show of taking off each of her clothes, mind going crazy whenever you see her naked body and acting like it’s the first time you’ve seen her in all her beauty. 
“ Is she wet for us honey? “ Agatha asks her wife and you feel one of Rio’s hands slowly go to your clothed center and pushing past your panties to feel your wetness. You lift yourself up a bit for the women behind you to take off your shorts and underwear in one swift motion, Rio helping you spread your legs so Agatha can see just how wet you got. 
“ Should Mommy pay attention to that pussy of your pet? Personally I don’t think you after you decided to be a whore at the party and throw yourself onto Kate,” Rio whispers in your ear and you whine as you try to get any sort of friction from her fingers. Agatha gives her wife a look before she removes her fingers and holds you in place again. You wondered what they had planned for you after deciding to act all lovey lovey with Kate and sassing them.
“ Mommy is just gonna run to the closet and grab some items for us okay doll? Stay here with Mistress and maybe if you behave we’ll be easier on you tonight,” and you nod. 
“ Mommy needs your words pet,” Rio holds your chin so you maintain eye contact with the other woman in the room.
“ Okay, Mommy,” and you see the woman smile before she goes to the closet while Rio moves her hand away from your needy pussy. The other hand that was holding you in place goes to your left tit while the other one goes to your mouth and she puts three fingers for you to suck. She might put up a tough exterior on the outside but when the three of you were in the bedroom, she was always the one to be more gentler that Agatha was which you always appreciated. 
“ Just let Mistress play with your body pet,” she orders and you whine around your fingers,” want you to be ready for what Mommy and I have planned for you”. 
It felt like an eternity as Rio took the fingers out of your mouth to go to your other nipple, giggling a bit as she messes with your bread, enjoying the little noises you make and before you try to protest Agatha comes back with two harnesses, a pair of cuffs, bottle of lube and two Dildos. What you don’t see is Rio smile at the idea her wife was proposing. 
“ Someone is feeling adventurous, “ Rio says as the both of them change places for a bit, Rio take a minute to put on one of the harnesses and you feel Agatha sit behind you. 
“ if you even think about using those hands we don’t hesitate to cuff you,” she spits out as her right hands goes to her cunt, two fingers going into your wet cunt with ease. Agatha goes slow and steady as she gets you ready for Rio’s cock. 
Both ladies give each other knowing looks, the woman under you positioning you so that you’re in a comfy position.
“ Mistress is gonna fuck your pussy a bit baby while I play with your other hole okay pet?” 
Oh , anal tonight ? 
“  Mommy needs your word honey,” Rio says as the cock slowly goes into your went cunt, letting you adjust to the size. 
“ Yes Mommy,” you mumble,” I’ll be good”. 
“ Good job pet, who knew I had to mention using your other hole and all of a sudden you decided to be good for Mistress and Mommy” and Rio giggles at your silence. Agatha wasn’t wrong at all, both ladies know you like the back of your hand. 
“ Honey, be a doll and start fucking that pussy while I get their other hole ready for my cock,” and Rio doesn’t have to be told twice as she takes it slow then you feel one one of Agatha’s long fingers tease your puckered hole, feeling the lubed fingers slowly go inside. 
“ Fuck Mistress,” you moan out as Rio fucks your pussy, expertly thrusting into you and teasing your sensitive nipples while her wife get’s to work on you asshole. Agatha groans under you, the feeling of her long fingers bringing you pleasure and without another thought, your right hand goes to your clits for more pleasure but not before Rio stops her movements. 
“ Oh honey, looks like our pet thinks they can touch their needy cunt whenever,” Rio says in a mocking tone, Agatha quickly grabs the cuffs from the right side of her and puts your arms in a comfy position. 
“ We might just be here all night if you can’t decide to be a good pet baby” Agatha says as she starts to thrust the two fingers in your butt, the woman basking in your glory with Rio goes at a slow pace, waiting for what her wife wants to do to you next. 
“ Is Y/N ready for your cock in their ass Aggie? I can tell from the way their legs are slowly wanting to close that our pet is close,” she laughs as she goes just a bit faster to make the point and rubs your clit as a tourating pace. Agatha does want to mess with you just a bit more but she’d rather want you in a more comfortable position first before anything else.
“ Lay down on the bed Rio and then be a good pet for us and sit on Mistress’ lap,” you nod, Rio slowly pulling out of you and going to sit on the bed, Agatha helping you to go back on her cock. No shame as she observes the way your face scrunches up at the feeling of the cock inside of your needy cunt. You lay your head on the other woman’s shoulder as you compose yourself, Rio rubbing small circles in your back while Agatha puts on her purple to use on you.
“ Now just stay still for us pet while I put my cock in your other hole for us,” she whispers in your ear, Rio whispering praises in your other ear to distract you at the toy went in your ass. It’s not like it’s your first time having something inside your ass, both of them training you with small plugs but it’s the first time having something bigger than just a small sized plug in you. 
“ Fuck honey, we should have done with sooner with y/n,” Agatha groans out as you take her cock so easily, Rio taking that as a sign to slowly start thrusting. You moan at the feeling of the woman under you fucking your pussy while Agatha starts to thrust in and out of you as well. You might just cum soon if they keep it up. 
“ Do you like mommy fucking your ass baby?” And you nod. 
“ Pet,” she pulls your hair,” don’t be rude to your mistress and answer the question”
“ Yes Mistress,” you moan out,” I like mommy fucking my ass, I’m so close”. 
“ Unfortunately because you decided to be a brat and whore yourself out, Mommy and I are gonna have fun using you like the little toy you are for us,” Rio chuckles at the fear in your face. The next hour both ladies is filled with begging, several ruined orgasms and so many noises coming from your pretty mouth as the ladies punish you for your actions from earlier, reminding you never to act out in front of them. 
“ Are you gonna be a good pet for us and never do that shit again” Agatha asks and you nod, brain feeling too dizzy and foggy to say any words. 
“ Use your big girl words pet,” Agatha orders,” unless you want to go another round”. 
“ M’sorry, mommy and mistress,” you whine out,” wanna cum, please, wanna cum on your cocks”. Both of them give each other looks, wondering if they should just cave in and let you cum. 
“ Promise not to act like that with Kate pet?” Rio asks and you nod. 
“ Promise to be ours and only ours baby?” You hear Agatha say in a sweet tone and you again nod, finding it hard to keep holding on until Agatha snakes your hand to your clit. 
“ Cum for us pet,” Rio whispers and you scream as your orgasm hits you hard, Rio helping you stay in place as the older woman slowly pulls out of your other hole first before Rio does. She whisper sweet praises in your ear while you bury your head in her chest. Agatha gets rid of her strap in the bathroom then comes back with a cup of water along with a rag to clean you. 
“ I know you wanna sleep honeybee but Aggie needs to clean you off,” and you nod as Rio helps you get off of her cock, your pussy feeling empty while Agatha can’t help to admire what both of them did to you. You whine at the feeling of the wet rag on your sensitive core but Agatha is the one to comfort you and lay with you after. 
“ Aggie? “ 
“ Yeah honeybee?” She asks you, admiring how adorable you look in her arms. Rio quietly makes her way to your right side so that both ladies are in between your tired body. 
“ Did you mean what you said earlier? Bout me being yours and Rio’s only? “ you asks with a bit of hope in your eyes, too tired to go home if they were to say no.
“ Of course,” she says,” Rio and I want you to be ours, we just hope you feel the same way”. 
“ I agree babe,” Rio adds,” We want to treat you like the princess you are, we didn’t like the way Kate was all over you earlier at the party ya know?”
“ I just wanted to see if you would get jealous,” you mumble as they cuddle with you, enjoying the feeling of Agatha petting your hair while Rio rubs your back. Both ladies chuckle at the revelation, a bit shocked they actually took your bait. 
“ I wonder where you got that from,” the sarcasm from Agatha’s mouth as she looks at her wife who acts innocent, making you giggle. For the rest of the night the three of you all take in the comfort of each other before drifting off to sleep in each other’s arms. 
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thedumbstuff · 8 months ago
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More coven of chaos <3
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thedumbstuff · 8 months ago
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me during wandavision: wow they really just tease us with having agnes flirt with wanda and for what reason??
me during agatha all along: oh she’s just gay, that’s the reason
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thedumbstuff · 8 months ago
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Okay I’ve never been normal but I’m especially not normal about this audio about returning home after drinking and being so wasted that you can’t stop your roommate from fucking you and ohhhhh my god okay the tone of voice??? “Babygirl”????? I’m such a slut for being called babygirl and princess and I’m such a slut for breast worship and I’m such a slut for intox and dumbification and I’m starting to think I’m just a slut, but anyway this is hitting like all my buttons so I figured y’all would appreciate it too
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thedumbstuff · 9 months ago
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Good Girls at the Slumber Party
CW: Hypnosis
*tap*
My eyes fluttered open, where am I? Had I fallen asleep during the movie? I found myself on the floor of a dimly lit bedroom, I was restrained…no I was being held. Arms wrapped around me in a tight hug. I looked up and I saw a girl sitting in a desk chair, she smiled down at me
“Did you sleep well, pet?”
My memories started to return…the slumber party, the movie, the spiral…this girl…I started to struggle against the arms holding me, which elicited a giggle from behind me.
“Now now, settle down sweetie”
The Girl in the chair waggled a disapproving finger at me, then before I could react she reached forward and-
*tap*
*tap*
My eyes fluttered open, where am I? I felt arms around me, holding me in a tight embrace. And I heard a chorus of laughter and giggles from all around. I looked to see…everyone, everyone from the slumber party seated in a circle around me. They were all looking at me, smiling. All their gazes made me freeze in embarrassment. What had I done that was so funny? What happened? I remembered the slumber party, the movie, the spiral…the girl…The girl sitting in the chair just in front of me. She smiled down on me with a light in her eyes
“Oh..so precious…you’ll make a wonderful pet” 
“P-pet?” I stammered, I tried to struggle against the embrace that held me, I glanced back up in time to see her hand coming toward my-
*tap*
*tap*
My eyes fluttered open, I was staring directly into someone's eyes. I felt hands on my cheeks, holding my head
“Shhhhhh darling, shhhhhhh” 
A familiar voice…from the party…right the slumber party, the movie, the spiral…the-
“Shhhhh, just relax for a moment, don’t think just listen”
Her hand gently ran down my face, crashing my train of thought. I tried to ask a question but it just came out as incoherent babbling. Just as I was starting to get my thoughts in order I felt her-
*tap*
*tap*
My eyes fluttered open, I-
*tap*
*tap*
My eyes-
*tap*
*tap*
*tap*
*tap*
“There we go, you're ready to listen now. Kelsey, could you come over here?”
“Yes Mistress!”
“Good girl, just get on your knees right there okay? Perfect, smile at your friend. Good. Now pay attention to Kelsey here alright? She’s going to demonstrate how the button that turns off your brain works. Just tap her on the forehead and…there she goes. Look at her sleeping so deeply, so prettily. So perfectly relaxed now that her brain is off, and now we bring her back with another…tap, and she’s back. How do you feel Kelsey
“I feel wonderful Mistress”
“Good girl, now let's show your friend a new trick, are you paying attention sweetie?”
Everything felt heavy and slow, I was wrapped in a warm comforting embrace, it felt like I was in a dream
“yes…” 
“Very good, now when a good girl gets her button pressed, her brain turns off. Press it again and it comes back on. But what happens when we hold it down? Let's find out, ready Kelsey?”
Before Kelsey could answer, she reached over and pressed a finger into her forehead. At once Kelsey’s mouth dropped open she took on a vacant expression. Then her eyes rolled back, fluttering…
“There we go, now Kelsey are you awake or asleep?”
“I am awa…aslee…”
She mumbled
“That’s right, you’re not awake or asleep, you’re both!”
The girl in the chair looked at me to explain
“You see, it's kinda like with a computer. You can turn it on or off with a button, but if you hold it down you can do a hard reset, and I can install new instructions before booting it back up. What are your instructions Kelsey?”
“I am a Slumber Party Slut”
“And what does that mean?”
“It means I do whatever any girl at the slumber party tells me to do”
“Good girl! Now it's time for you to receive some new instructions, you brought a friend to take your place, so now you are a Slumber Party Slave. What are you Kelsey?”
“I am a Slumber Party Slave”
“That’s right, a slumber party slave’s job is to tell the sluts what to do, and train them to be very Good Girls for Mistress. And of course…to use them however you like. Now it seems your friend is in need of some basic training, what are you going to do Kelsey?”
“I’m going to make her into a Good Girl, I’m going to make her into a Slumber Party Slut”
“Very good slave��
She removed her finger from Kelsey’s head, and her eyes finally snapped shut. She would have collapsed in a heap if the girl in the chair wasn’t propping her up. The girl turned to me and smiled one last time
“You two have fun”
She tapped Kelsey on the forehead again and she opened her eyes. Then the girl got up from her chair and left the room as Kelsey started moving towards me. My mind was feeling less foggy now, and suddenly adrenaline coursed through me as I tried in vain to struggle free. Much to the amusement of whoever was holding me
“Kelsey! Please just…wait a second”
She just smiled at me, and reached toward me. I had to resist, I had to fight. I tried to focus on staying awake. But all I could think about was the look that had been on Kelsey’s face while she was-
*tap*
I felt myself fall asleep…but I didn’t fall asleep, it was like drifting off but never quite sleeping. Just the falling and falling…falling…falling…falling…falling...falling…
“You are a Good Girl”
falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 
“I am a Good Girl”
falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 
“Good girls love Mistress, Good Girls obey”
falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 
“I Love Mistress, I obey”
falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 
“You are a Good Girl”
falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 
“I am a Good Girl”
falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 
“You are a Slumber Party Slut”
falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 
“I am a Slumber party Slut”
falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 
“You love to serve other Good Girls, you will do whatever any other Good Girl tells you to do”
falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 
“I love to serve other Good Girls, I will do whatever any other Good Girl tells me to do”
falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 
“You are a Slumber Party Slut”
falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 
“I am a Slumber Party Slut”
falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 
“Good Girl”
falling…falling…then she lifted her finger
*tap*
My eyes fluttered open, my friend Kelsey was smiling at me. Where was I? Of course, I was at the slumber party. I was wrapped in a warm cozy hug, but whoever it was let go of me. Kelsey stood and looked down at me. I felt unsure of myself sitting on the floor in front of her
“Uh...what now?” I asked, feeling stupid. Kelsey just kept smiling at me.
“Now you can eat me out, slut”
I just nodded and crawled toward her, I was a very Good Girl
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I Can't Hide The Way I'm Feelin' - Pt. 2
You have a propensity for tardiness, and your new interim professor will have none of it.
A/N: Whomp. Pure p*rn, if I'm being honest. Requested by to @gswha. You can read Pt. 1 HERE
TW: 18+ only, Intersex reader, mild choking, multiple orgasms, Nat just being a savage sex fiend.
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As you walked into class on Monday, you noticed that she was dressed differently. Her usual sharp business attire was replaced by a more casual ensemble, a tight black sweater and a pair of skinny jeans that hugged her curves like a second skin. You felt a heat rising from your chest to your cheeks, and you quickly averted your gaze. The class was eerily quiet as you took your seat, the only sound was the rustle of pages and the occasional cough.
"Ms. Y/N," she called out, her voice as sharp as ever. You looked up, and she was holding your assignments in her hand. "I've reviewed your work. It's... adequate." The room seemed to hold its breath, waiting for her to continue. "But we both know you can do better." She paused, her eyes scanning the room before returning to you. "If you wish to improve your grade, I suggest you visit me during office hours."
You felt your heart sink. You had done your best to impress her, to show her that you weren't the slacker she thought you were. But apparently, it wasn't enough. The rest of class passed in a blur, her words echoing in your mind. What more could she possibly want from you?
As the bell finally rang, you packed up your things and made your way out of the classroom, your mind racing. You hadn't even made it to the hallway before you felt a hand on your arm. It was her, Dr. Romanoff. "My office, now," she said, her grip firm. You followed her, unsure of what to expect.
You followed the authoritative click of her heels, her grip firm on your bicep as she pushed you in the direction she wanted. When you reached her office, she didn't bother with pleasantries. She closed the door behind you, the sound echoing through the hallway.
"Take a seat, Ms. Y/N," she said, gesturing to the chair in front of her desk. You did as you were told, the anticipation building in your stomach like a coiled spring. "I've noticed an...improvement in your behavior, and to be honest, your work was some of the best I've seen for a while." She placed the assignments down with a smack, her eyes meeting yours, challenging you to argue.
The confusion that must have crept onto your features was clear as day, but she didn't comment on it. Instead, she leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs and folding her arms over her chest. The fabric of her sweater stretched tightly across her breasts, and you couldn't help but steal a glance before redirecting your gaze.
The look on her face told you that she had caught you staring, a smirk gracing her features. "Do you remember our conversation on Saturday, Y/N?" she asked, her voice a low purr that made you want to squirm in your seat.
"Yeah, I do," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady.
"Good," she said, her eyes raking over you. "I've had a small portion of that conversation playing in my head all weekend, Y/N," She leaned forward, her elbows on the desk. "And I've come to a decision. You need a more... personal form of motivation to truly reach your potential. However, I have to know- who is it that holds your attention so dearly?"
You felt your heart drop into your stomach. Did she know? "I-I don't know what you're talking about," you stuttered, trying to play it cool. But she wasn't buying it.
"Don't lie to me, Y/N," she said, her voice firm. "I know you've been thinking about me. And frankly, I've been thinking about you too."
The room felt like it was closing in on you, her words a punch to the gut. You tried to swallow the lump in your throat, but it was no use. "What do you mean?" you managed to croak out.
"I mean," she began, her voice dropping to a whisper, "that I've noticed the way you look at me in class, the way you react to my words. And I must admit, it's intriguing." She leaned closer, her eyes searching yours. "I think you need more than just a firm hand to keep you in line. I think you need...something else."
The air in the room was charged with something unspoken, something that made your palms sweat and your heart race. "What are you saying?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.
Dr. Romanoff's smile grew wider, predatory. "I'm saying that perhaps we can come to an...understanding," she said, her voice dropping to a seductive murmur. "One that will benefit us both."
You sat there, your mind racing, trying to piece together what she was insinuating. Was she...was she flirting with you? The thought was both terrifying and exhilarating. You had never been in a situation like this before, with a teacher, no less. You let a wry smile creep across your face, trying to play it cool. "What kind of understanding are we talking about here, Dr. Romanoff?"
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she leaned even closer, her breath hot on your face. "The kind where I give you the attention you so clearly crave, and in return, you give me the one thing I've wanted since the moment I laid eyes on you."
You felt your heart skip a beat. "And what could you have possibly wanted since you met me?" you asked, trying to keep the tremble from your voice. Your heart felt like is was about to pound out of your chest, as she stood from behind her desk, walking to the front of it, closing some of the distance between you. She leaned back against the oak surface, crossing her arms and pushing her chest out more.
"Your full attention, Y/N," she replied, her eyes never leaving yours. "And perhaps a bit more."
You swallowed hard, trying to process what she was saying. This was a line you never thought you'd cross, but the temptation was too strong. "Well, Dr. Romanoff," you began, trying to sound as confident as possible, "I have to know what it is you've been wanting me to do for me to do a damn thing about it."
Her smile grew, and she leaned even closer, so close you could feel her breath on your neck. "Is that a yes?" she murmured her voice a siren's call that made your body respond in ways you couldn't ignore.
In a surge of confidence, you stood, completely closing the gap between the both of you. You leaned in, placing your hands on either side of her body, trapping her in front of you. "What's it going to be, Natasha?"
Her eyes widened slightly at your boldness, but the spark of desire grew in her gaze. "If we do this," she whispered, "you're mine, Y/N. In and out of the classroom. No more games, no more slacking off." You groaned at her command, the thought of being hers sent a pulse through your awakening sex.
"Only if," you breathed, your voice barely above a whisper. "If I'm going to be yours, I want all of you. No holding back." You leaned in, your face a mere inch from hers, challenging her to deny you.
Her eyes searched yours, the storm clouds within them swirling with a mix of desire and something darker. "You have no idea what you're asking for," she murmured, but the heat in her voice betrayed her interest.
"Neither do you, Romanoff," you whispered, your voice a seductive challenge. You could feel the thick and palpable tension between you as it hung in the air, charged with a current of something neither of you could ignore. She stared at you, her expression unreadable, but the heat in her gaze was unmistakable.
"Well, Y/N," she began, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "If you want all of me, you'll have to earn it. You'll prove to me that you're worthy of my attention."
You felt a thrill at her words, the challenge in her eyes setting something alight within you. "How do I do that?" you asked, your voice a barely contained growl. She stood up, pressing herself closer to you, your chests now touching and your faces mere inches apart. You try to ignore the spark that erupts everywhere she is in contact with your body, but it is slowly overtaking your senses, and all rationality.
"I think," she stuck her finger in the center of your chest, tracing an absentminded pattern all over, making you internally groan. "That you need to show me what I've heard so much about, Y/N." Her eyes searched yours, looking for any hint of doubt. "Your reputation precedes you." She bites her lip, her eyes darting back and forth between your eyes and lips. "I want to see if you can live up to it."
You smirked, feeling the heat from her body and the way she leaned into you, making you want to devour her whole. "Is that all?" You whispered back, leaning in closer to her ear, making her shiver. "Because I've got more than just a reputation, Natasha." She moaned in your ear at the admission, her body visibly trembling against yours.
Without another word, she grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you into a kiss that was as fiery as the passion in your eyes. Her tongue danced with yours, exploring every inch of your mouth, leaving no room for doubt. You felt your knees go weak and had to hold onto the desk to keep from falling. Her fingers wound thier way through your hair, pulling slightly to cause you to moan into the kiss.
Her hands roamed over your body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. You couldn't help but respond, pushing closer, your hands sliding up her sides to rest on her hips. You felt her tighten her grip on you, her nails digging into your skin just enough to let you know she was serious.
The kiss grew more intense, and you could feel your control slipping away. You had never felt this way about a teacher before, but Dr. Romanoff was unlike anyone you had ever met. Her confidence and power were intoxicating, and the way she looked at you made you feel like the most important person in the world.
As you broke away for air, she stepped back, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "That's a start," she murmured, her voice a mix of challenge and desire. "But I need to see more." She turned and walked to the door of her office, swinging the lock shut and sliding a chair under the handle. Her hips swaying with an allure that was impossible to ignore as she sauntered around the room.
She made her way back in front of you, her eyes wandering all over your frame, and pausing on the straining bulge in your jeans. She smirked and took a step closer, her hand reaching out to trace the line of your jaw. "Oh, how I have thought and dreamed about this, Y/N."
Her touch was like a spark to dry kindling, setting your body alight with a need that was unbearable. You reached up and grabbed her hand, pressing it harder against your skin, feeling the beat of your pulse beneath her fingertips. "Show me," you breathed. "Show me how much."
With a smirk that could melt the Arctic, she stepped closer, pressing her body against yours. Your hands roamed over her curves, feeling the soft fabric of her sweater and the firmness beneath. She gasped as you found the hem and slid your hands up, feeling the smooth skin of her stomach and the swell of her breasts. Her hand found its way to your waistband, deftly unbuckling your belt and popping the button of your jeans. The sound of the zipper was like a gunshot in the quiet room.
You stepped back slightly, allowing her to push your jeans and boxers down, your erection springing free. She took you in her hand, stroking you gently, her eyes never leaving yours. The look of power in her gaze was something you had never seen before, and it was driving you wild. You reached for her sweater, tugging it over her head and revealing the lacy black bra beneath. Her breasts were full and heavy, begging to be freed.
With trembling hands, you unclipped the clasp and watched as the material fell away, revealing her to you. She was perfection, her skin pale and unblemished, her nipples pink and hard from your touch. You bent down, taking one in your mouth, her gasp making your cock throb in her hand. You teased and suckled, feeling her hand tighten around you as she moaned your name.
Her other hand snaked around your waist, pulling you closer as she ground her hips against yours. The friction was maddening, and you knew you wouldn't last much longer. You reached behind her, sliding her jeans down her legs, taking in the sight of her in just her lacy thong. You hooked your thumbs into the waistband and slid it down, revealing the wetness that had gathered between her thighs. She was ready for you, and the sight made you growl with need.
You knelt before her, spreading her legs apart. Your tongue darted out to taste her, and she moaned your name again. You lapped at her folds, feeling her shiver and buck against your mouth. Her taste was like nothing you had ever experienced before, sweet and salty and all hers. You pushed a finger inside her, feeling her tighten around you, her walls clenching as she grew closer to climax.
Her hand tightened in your hair, guiding you as you worked her body, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. You felt the tension in her legs and knew she was close. You added another finger, pumping them in and out as you flicked your tongue over her clit. She was so wet, so hot, and it was all for you.
You pulled away just as she was reaching her peak, leaving her panting and gasping for breath. "Not yet," you whispered against her skin, causing goosebumps to rise on her thighs. "I want to feel you come around me."
Her eyes blazed with need as she reached down, taking your hand and guiding it to her wetness. "Take me, Y/N," she begged, her voice a desperate whine. "I need you inside me."
Without wasting another moment, you stood and positioned yourself at her entrance. You could feel the heat of her desire, and you knew she was ready. You pushed into her slowly, feeling her walls tighten around you as she took you in. She was so wet, so tight, and the feeling was more than you could handle. You groaned as you filled her, feeling her body quiver in anticipation.
You began to move, setting a rhythm that had her moaning with every thrust. Her nails dug into your back, her legs wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, the only sound other than the muffled cries of pleasure that spilled from her lips.
Her breathing grew more ragged, her hips moving in time with yours. You could feel her getting closer, her muscles tightening around you like a vice. You reached between your bodies, finding her clit and rubbing it with your thumb as you thrust deeper. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she screamed out your name as she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
The feeling of her contracting around you was too much, and you followed her over the edge, filling her with your release. You held onto her tightly, your breath coming in gasps as you rode out the waves of pleasure. When it was over, you leaned against her, both of you panting and sweaty.
You pulled out slowly, watching as she shivered at the loss of you inside her. You bent down and kissed her softly, tasting the salt of her skin. "You're mine now," she murmured, her eyes half-lidded with satisfaction.
"Always have been," you replied, a smug smile playing on your lips. You pulled her into a standing position and kissed her again, her legs wobbly beneath her. She broke away, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Good," she said, her voice a low purr. "Now, let's see if you can handle the rest of what I have planned for you." You groaned as she lowered herself between your legs, taking all of you into her mouth, moaning around your length as she tasted her cum all over your shaft, mixed with yours. The sensation was overwhelming, and you had to hold onto the desk for support.
Her tongue swirled around the head of your cock, pausing as she felt the ball of your piercing on the surface of her tongue. She looked up at you with a knowing smile, her eyes full of mischief. You couldn't believe that you had finally given in to the temptation that had been brewing between the two of you for months. The way she took you in her mouth was like nothing you had ever felt before, and it was clear she knew exactly what she was doing.
You felt your knees wobble as she deep-throated you, her cheeks hollowing out with every bob of her head. Her hands gripped your thighs, holding you in place as she worked you with a skill that was both surprising and incredibly erotic. Your eyes rolled back in your head, and you let out a low moan, your hands threading through her hair. "Fuck, Natasha."
Her grip tightened as she felt you swell, her movements becoming more urgent. She knew you were close, and she wasn't about to let up. She hummed around you, the vibration sending you into overdrive, your grip tightening on her fiery hair as you began to thrust into her throat. You came hard, filling her mouth with your release, and she swallowed every drop, her eyes never leaving yours.
When you had finished, she stood up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "I've wanted to do that since the first day of class," she said, her voice husky with desire. You couldn't help but chuckle, the situation so intense and yet so unexpectedly intimate.
"Well, I'm sure there's more where that came from," you said, your voice still shaky from the orgasm. She leaned in and kissed you, her tongue sliding against yours, sharing the taste of you with you. It was a claiming kiss, one that left no doubt in your mind that she was now in charge.
Her hands slid down your body, taking in the sight of you, naked and hard for her again. "Impressive," she murmured, her eyes lingering on your cock. "But now it's my turn," she said, a smirk playing on her lips. You watched as she wiped her desk clean, climbing onto it, her legs spread wide, revealing the wetness that glistened between her thighs, her arousal dripping onto the surface below. She leaned back on her elbows, inviting you closer.
You groaned at the sight, slowly pumping your length as you rested the other hand on her ass, slapping it. "You're so fucking wet for me," you said, your voice thick with lust. She bit her bottom lip, her eyes never leaving yours as she spread herself wider.
"I want you to fuck me like you mean it, Y/N," she instructed her voice a mix of need and command. You didn't need any more encouragement than that. You stepped closer, aligning yourself with her slick entrance, and pushed in. She was so tight, so hot, it was like sliding into heaven. She gasped as you filled her, her nails digging into the desk. You set a punishing pace, her breasts bouncing with every thrust. She moaned your name, her back arching as she met you stroke for stroke.
Her eyes rolled back in her head, you pulled her back to you by her hair, her back meeting your heaving chest. You reached up with your other hand, easily sliding over her glistening torso, tweaking her hardened nipple between your fingers. You could feel her tightening around you, her walls clenching as she neared her climax. You slid your hand down, playing with her clit, feeling her shiver and whimper.
"Come for me, detka," you whispered, your voice a dark command. Her eyes snapped open, and she looked at you, her pupils blown wide with desire.
"Y/N," she breathed, her voice a plea. And with one final, powerful thrust, she shattered around you, her body convulsing as she screamed out your name. You watched in awe as she came, her pussy milking your cock, her orgasm so intense it brought you to the brink. With a roar, you followed her over the edge, filling her with your release. She took it all, her body pulsing around you as you emptied into her. When it was over, you both collapsed onto the desk, panting and sweaty.
It took a minute for her to recover before she turned her head to look at you. "When," she panted, still catching her breath. "When did you learn Russian?"
You chuckled, still trying to recover from the intensity of the moment. "I've always had a knack for languages," you replied, leaning down to kiss her neck. She shivered at the contact, a soft moan escaping her lips. "Plus, I have a professor who had me do lots of research work, so I picked up on a few things."
Without another word, she turned around, spreading her legs to straddle you, pulling you closer to her as you stood in between her toned thighs. You stepped up to her, your cock twitching with anticipation. You reached down and slid into her, feeling her tighten around you again. She moaned, her head dropping to your chest. "Fuck, Y/N!"
You began to move, your hips slapping against hers as you took her on the edge of her desk. She was so wet, so hot, and the way she felt around you was driving you wild. You reached down, playing with her clit as you pounded into her, feeling her get closer and closer to another orgasm. Her moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of our passion. You could feel her muscles tightening around you, her body begging for release.
Her nails dug into your shoulders as she arched her back, her breasts pressing against your chest. You leaned down and took one of her nipples in your mouth, sucking and biting gently, making her whimper. Her movements grew erratic, her hips bucking against yours as she chased her climax. You felt it building, her walls milking you as her orgasm neared. You began to pepper bites and kisses up and down her throat, as she let her head fall backward, her hair forming a red curtain behind her.
"Don't stop," she panted, her voice thick with desire. "Please, don't stop." You could feel her pussy tightening around you, her muscles clenching as she reached the peak. You didn't stop, you couldn't. You drove into her harder, feeling the desk wobble beneath you. Wrapping your arms around her back, your hands resting on her shoulders, you were able to muscle her up, pistoning into her at an obscene rate. Her legs tightened around your waist, her nails digging into your skin as she threw her head towards your shoulder, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure.
Her orgasm hit like a tidal wave, making her entire body convulse around you. You felt yourself grow even harder if that was possible. "Fuck," you grunted, the expletive forced from your chest. You didn't know if you could hold out much longer. The way she felt, the way she smelled, the way she sounded, it was all too much. You felt your own orgasm building, the pressure at the base of your spine growing with every thrust.
Her eyes flew open and she looked at you, a wild look in her eyes. "I'm going to come," she warned her voice a mix of pleasure and urgency. You didn't stop, couldn't stop. You pounded into her, her moans spurring you on as you chased your own release. And then it hit you, a white-hot burst of pleasure that shot through your body like lightning. You came inside her, filling her up with your seed, your body shaking with the intensity of it all.
Her legs tightened around your waist, and she threw her head back, her throat exposed to you as she let out a scream of pure ecstasy. You leaned down and kissed her neck, feeling her pulse racing beneath your lips. You could feel her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her climax as you slowly pulled out, your cock still semi-hard and slick with her juices.
You slowly pulled out of her, resting her on the desk behind. She was a mess of sticky sweat and lust, her chest heaving with every ragged breath she took. You took a moment to admire her, sprawled out like a painting of a conquered goddess, her skin flushed and her eyes glazed over with satisfaction. You couldn't resist leaning in for one more kiss, tasting the salt of your combined sweat, the sweetness of her lip gloss, and the lingering taste of your cum on her tongue.
"Again," she breathed against your lips, her voice a needy whine. You smirked, feeling the beginnings of your arousal stirring once more. How could you resist such an offer?
"Only if I get to taste you, darling." You smirked, bending down to kiss her neck, your teeth grazing her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. Dr. Romanoff nodded eagerly, her eyes fluttering shut as you turned her onto her back, her legs still hanging over the edge of the desk. You stepped between them, pushing her thighs apart. The sight of her, glistening and open for you, was almost too much to handle.
You leaned in, your tongue tracing the line of her folds, tasting the remnants of your earlier passion. She gasped, her hips jerking as you found her clit with the tip of your tongue. You took it into your mouth, sucking gently, feeling her body tense beneath you. Her hands tangled in your hair, guiding you, urging you on. The sound of her moans was like music to your ears, driving you almost near madness.
Her legs wrapped around your neck, pulling you closer as you worked your magic. Her hips began to rock against your face, her movements growing more erratic as you pushed her closer to the edge. You grabbed a firm hold on her hips. pinning her to the desk as your tongue began to probe her leaking entrance. She was so wet, and the scent of her arousal was driving you wild. You felt yourself growing hard again, your cock aching to be inside her once more. Trying to quell the desire to sheath yourself inside of her, you inserted two fingers into her, continuing your assault on her clit as you probed her soft, spongy interior.
Her walls tightened around your digits, her moans growing louder as she neared climax. You felt her whole body tense and knew she was close. With one final flick of your tongue, you felt her release. She bucked against your face, her pussy pulsing around your fingers as she came hard. You swallowed her juices greedily, feeling your cock throb with every pulse of her orgasm.
You pulled back, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. She looked up at you, her eyes glazed with pleasure, and whispered, "More." You chuckled darkly, moving back between her legs, your cock now fully erect and ready to claim her once again. This time, you didn't hold back, slamming into her without mercy. She took it all, her legs wrapped around you, her nails digging into your back. A guttural moan left her, her lack of shame about being in the middle of a university only spurring you further.
Her breasts bounced with every thrust, the sound of your bodies colliding filling the room. The scent of arousal mingled with the faint aroma of books and dust, creating an intoxicating cocktail that only served to fuel the fire burning between you. Your hips moved with a primal instinct, the desk beneath you groaning in protest with every pound. You willed your hips to stop, only for a moment, causing the redhead to mewl and writhe beneath you. You shifted her, her legs locking behind you as she tried to pull you in deeper. You swiftly picked her up, and walked over to one of the armchairs in the office, sitting yourself down, with her on top.
"I wanna see you ride me, baby," you growled in her ear, sucking her earlobe in between your teeth. Dr. Romanoff's eyes lit up with excitement, and she straddled you, her slick pussy sliding down your shaft with ease. She began to bounce up and down, her movements growing more confident and wild with every moan that left her lips. You could feel her pussy clench around you, her walls tightening as she approached her peak. Your hands found her hips, guiding her, urging her to go faster, to take all of you. You slipped one hand up, palming one of her breasts, bringing your mouth to the other.
Her moans grew louder, her breathing more ragged as she bounced on your cock. You could feel her orgasm building, her movements growing more erratic as she chased the feeling. You squeezed her breast, rolling the nipple between your thumb and forefinger, eliciting a gasp from her. She leaned back, her hands on your shoulders for balance, her eyes never leaving yours. The sight of her riding you was almost too much to handle, her pussy gripping you like a vice, her ass bouncing with every downward thrust.
"Fuck, you look so good like this, Dr. Romanoff," you taunted, only spurring her on further.
Her hips rolled and gyrated, taking you in deeper with every downward thrust. The wet sounds of your skin slapping together echoed through the office, and you could feel the chair's cushion growing damp with your combined juices. She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against your chest.
"Fuck me, Y/N," she moaned, her voice a sweet symphony of need and desire. "Make me scream your name again." You groaned, wrapping one hand around her throat,  the other around her waist, as you set a relentless pace that had both of you on the edge of oblivion. Her movements grew more frantic, her breathing shallow and erratic. The pressure in her core built, her muscles tightening around your cock with every stroke. You met every gyration of her hips with a powerful thrust of your own, your grunts and her moans filling the silence between your skin slapping together.
Her eyes rolled back in her head, and her nails dug into your shoulders as she climaxed. Her pussy clamped down on you like a vice, her juices flooding over your shaft and her walls quivering around you. "Fuck! Y/N!" she screamed into the office around her. The intensity of her orgasm washed over you, and you could feel yourself on the brink. You didn't stop, didn't dare. Instead, you quickened your pace, pushing her further, watching her face contort with pleasure and pain as she came again and again. Her legs tightened around your waist, her heels digging into your back, urging you to go deeper, harder.
You pulled out of her briefly, flipping her over on the floor in front of the chair so that she had her leg flung over your shoulder, and you could hit that sweet spot with every thrust. You didn't give her a chance to recover before you slammed back into her, filling her completely. She was soaking wet, and the sound of your skin slapping against hers was the sweetest symphony of pleasure and desire. You grabbed her hips, pulling her back to meet every thrust, her moans turning into screams of ecstasy. The slap of flesh echoed through the room, mixing with the sound of your heavy breathing. You could feel her tightening around you, her pussy gripping you as she neared another climax.
Your hand snaked around her throat, not too tightly but enough to add an edge to the already intense moment. You squeezed gently, feeling her pulse against your fingertips, her eyes snapping to yours, wide with a mix of fear and excitement. You could tell she liked it a little rough, and the way she responded only turned you on more. "Come for me," you ordered, your voice low and demanding. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she screamed your name as she shuddered around your cock, her orgasm sending waves of pleasure through her body. The feeling of her essence spraying around your throbbing member, milking you towards your oblivion sent you over the edge, your hips stuttering as you collapsed on top of her.
Her legs quivered as she came down from the high, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath. You leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her neck, feeling her pulse slow down. You pulled out of her gently, watching as your cum dripped out of her still-spasming pussy. The sight was obscene, but incredibly erotic, making you want to take her again and again. You looked up at her, a smug smile playing on your lips. "Good girl," you murmured, stroking her hair.
Dr. Romanoff pushed herself up onto her elbows, a lazy smile spreading across her face. "You know, Y/N," she said, her voice a mix of breathlessness and amusement, "you really are a quick learner.” You had never felt so alive, so desired. It was a power exchange that you never knew existed, and you reveled in it. You were hers, and she was yours, and the thought was as thrilling as it was terrifying.
As the shadows grew long outside her office window, she finally pulled away, her chest heaving with exertion. "I think," she murmured, her voice thick with desire, "that we've made a good start.” You nodded, unable to form coherent words. Your body felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending singing with pleasure. "I'll see you tomorrow," she said, her voice a promise of more to come.
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thedumbstuff · 1 year ago
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Road trip with mommy Wanda but she makes you cockwarm a dildo the whole time, setting down a towel (or three) on the seat before you get in. You’d be all confused, asking her what the towels were for with that cute little expression of yours, and she’d tell you to trust that mommy knows best.
She starts driving, playing your favorite music with her hand on your thigh, inching slowly towards the hem of your skirt. You’re soaked through your panties by the time she reaches the highway, and fight the urge to squirm in your seat.
Wanda finally reaches under your skirt, a gasp leaving your mouth when her fingers press against your drenched panties, a smirk adorning her face.
“Aww, is my baby all needy? Do you want mommy to help make it feel better?” She’d ask, and you’d nod eagerly, grinding lightly against her hand.
She’d instruct you to pull your panties off as she pulls out the dildo, a scarlet toy with a vibrating base.
You don’t even need lube, and you finally understand the need for towels as you slip the dildo deep inside you, sitting comfortably on it as arousal leaks over your inner thighs.
You start to grind and bounce slightly, before Wanda hand on your thigh stops you, her instructing you to cockwarm it until you reach the next city. She promises to reward you by making you cum with her mouth, so you don’t complain and simply sit with the thick dildo nestled need inside you.
Ofc she doesn’t make it easy for you, and starts running her hand all over your body, fingers pinching and rolling your nipples as you clench your skirt in your lap. By the time you reach the next city, you’re sure you’ll cum from just a single touch to your clit, something that Wanda takes full advantage of…
After all, you were a very good girl for her.
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