Lauren Jauregui Imagines

Ageplay/bdsm

G!P u

Lauren's POV

"What do you mean, she's looking for something different?" I asked as I looked at my best friend.

"Well, with the many dominants she's had, she's been mistreated and abused in many ways. She wants a bdsm relationship that doesn't revolve around pain and pleasure like she's used to." Camila spoke, showing me pictures of the beautiful woman she was talking about.

"I mean, yes Camz she's beautiful but I'm a caregiver, not a dominant." Camila only nodded.

"I get that, Lo. But I was thinking that maybe you could try being a caregiver for her, or at least seeing if she's interested." I sighed, rolling my eyes at the persistent Cuban.

"Camila I'm not going to convert your friend just because she's curious." I took a bite of my sandwich.

"I have to get back to work." Camila sighed and we got back to getting ready for tonight.

(The party at Havana, aka Lauren's BDSM club)

I walked around, making sure everything was going smoothly.

"Lauren!" I turned around to see Camila.

"Look who's here!" She pointed at the door where that beautiful girl from before was walking in.

Immediately all eyes were on her since she was wearing white. (the signature color for a sub without a dominant)

She was immediately bombarded by men looking for a submissive. Camila rushed to the rescue, claiming that she was gay.

I gave the girl a smile.

Y/N's POV
"Hi, I'm Y/N." I gave the tall woman a hug.

"It's nice to meet you, sweetie." I couldn't help the blush that found my cheeks.

She noticed this and smiled.

I felt small under her gaze and kept my eyes on the ground.

"Hey, it's okay sweetheart, no need to be shy." She lifted my chin with her finger and I blushed, licking eyes with the raven haired beauty.

Camila smiled at this. "So you'll give it a try?" Lauren sighed.

"Please." I spoke, giving the woman my best pout.

"Okay, okay." She chuckled and I smiled immediately.

"Gets getting in something else." I nodded my head and followed the woman into the back so that I could change into the proper little color.

"Here you go, love." I blushed at the nickname, going into the bathroom to change.

I came out in the light pink shirt and Lauren smiled.

We went to the bar and we ordered a drink.

"So, do you already have a headspace?" I nodded my head, setting my drink down.

"Yes, I do. I'm just used to being forced into it when my dominant decides they want to bring the sex to a new level." I scratched at the back of my neck.

"Wait you're telling me that your dom forced you into your headspace for sex?" I nodded my head.

"It was a common occurrence." Lauren grabbed my hand.

"Believe me when I say that being in your headspace should not be even close to be associated with sex. Two different things." I nodded my head, letting out a breath.

"You don't have to worry about me touching you inappropriately either. Being a caregiver is solely about caring for the little. Sometimes that means satisfying little needs as in being horny but that won't escalate into any other form of sex." I furrowed my eyebrows.