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You have some nerve." Yelena hissed. You'd just arrived at your shared apartment and the blonde wasted no time pinning you up against the front door. You yelled as you felt her hand come into contact with the right side of your face. "Not only wearing this skimpy little thing, but letting Nat touch you as if she owned you."
"I didn't-"
"-You didn't know? That's not true. If anything you seemed to be enjoying the attention that you were receiving. Why'd you let her touch you?"
You didn't have to answer that, both of you already knew why. Yelena hadn't been giving you that much attention given that she was occupied with work, but she had told you that'd she make up for it tonight. However, there was a last-minute change in plans when Nat convinced Yelena to bring you to one of Tony's parties. You were upset, to say the least, but you agreed to go, knowing that if Yelena wanted to go, you had no choice but to go. You could've been a good girl, it wasn't that hard, but being the petty bitch you are, you decided to make Yelena regret going to the party. Although you may have not succeeded in making her regret going to the party, you were able to piss her off which was even better. It meant that she'd punish you in a way you'd find rather enjoyable. Sure, you might be slightly sore the following morning, but it'd all be worth it and after the punishment, Yelena would more than likely give in to what you want.
"I'm sorry, Daddy." Your voice was dripping in innocence, almost as if to mock your girlfriend.
"Not as sorry as your going to be later. Go into the bedroom, I want you naked and on your knees by the time I get there. If you're not ready by the time I join you, you'll be adding another three edges to your punishment." Another? Maybe you shouldn't have misbehaved tonight because it seemed as if you were about to get a whole lot more than you had bargained for. "Now get out of my sight, bitch." Yelena released you from her hold and shoved you towards the direction of your shared bedroom.
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You were by the foot of the bed, your knees resting on a pillow on the hardwood floor beneath you. Your clothing had been discarded and was now in the hamper waiting to be washed. Perhaps Yelena would go easier on you considering you'd done as she told. The faint noise of the doorknob turning snapped you out of your dirty thoughts and now the blonde standing before you had all of your attention. Yelena's hand wrapped around in your hair and tugged it back with a generous amount of force, forcing you to look up at her.
"Did I say you could use a pillow?"
"I had to, otherwise-"
"You didn't have to. All you have to do is listen to what I say. Word. For. Word."
"I didn't think it would be a big deal." You shifted off of the pillow and placed it back on the bed.
"Of course you didn't. Maybe if you knew how to use that pretty little head of yours to think about things other than what you want me to do to you, this wouldn't have been a problem. You're already in a lot of trouble for the stunt you pulled earlier and now I've gotta punish you for something as stupid as this." Yelena moved behind you and sat at the end of the bed, patting her lap. You got the hint and laid across it, taking in the feeling of her cold hands wandering all over your backside. "I think fifty spanks should do, twenty-five on each."
"F-Fifty?"
"Is that not enough for you? Should I make it a hundred, hm?" Your eyes widened in fear.
"No! Fifty is good, Daddy."
"Count. I suggest you don't mess up, otherwise, we'll have to start over- and don't forget to thank me for each one."
"One. Thank you, Daddy." You cried out as you felt Yelena's hand strike your ass. You thought she'd give you some time to recover in between, but boy were you wrong. Her hand began raining down spanks mercilessly, leaving tears in your eyes and arousal dripping down your thighs.
"Look at the mess you made, just from a simple spanking." Yelena clicked her tongue as she cupped your mound, collecting your wetness on her fingers. "You've ruined my pants."
"I didn't mean to."
"Of course you didn't, but this naughty pussy couldn't help itself." Her hand came down on where you needed her the most. "I bet it's aching to cum, right?"
"Please- I'll do anything."
"Anything, hm? Then I'm sure you don't mind getting off on my thigh. You've already messed up one leg of my jeans, might as well make it even." It was embarrassing as to how you eagerly got up and straddled the blonde, but who could blame you? She was naturally impatient and so were you. You reached out to hold Yelena's shoulders only for her to slap your hands away. "Keep your hands behind your back. I'm not even close to letting you touch me. Now, what are you waiting for? Get to work before I change my mind." She didn't have to tell you twice.
You lowered yourself onto Yelena's clothed thigh, flinching slightly when your ass came into contact with her leg. Slowly, you began to rock your hips back and forth. Yelena trailed her hands up your body, toying with your nipples. "So pretty." She took your hardened peaks between her pointer finger and thumb, twisting them as hard as she could. You squealed and tried to pull away. "You don't try to get away from me, little one." Yelena released your nipples and slapped your breasts.
"Sorry!" You cried out, grinding down harder.
"Tell me who you belong to, slut."
"You Daddy, I belong to you! I'm so close-"
"Is that right? You wanna cum, don't you, baby?"
"Yes! Please- please let me."The words leaving your lips became incoherent as your pace quickened.
And right as you were on the brink of release, Yelena flattened her thigh out on the bed. "What's wrong, love? Upset that I didn't let you cum? Don't worry, you will, but not for the next..." Yelena looked down at her watch. "...four hours. Unless you want to call it a night now?"
You glared at your girlfriend even though you knew that you brought this upon yourself. Well fuck it, the four-hour wait was better than nothing at all.
