daddy; B.E. imagines

overstimulated ❗️

this is kinda different

THIRD PERSON POV

billie: sub
y/n: dom

billie always had mixed feelings about kink negotiation. on one hand, it made her feel safe. it wasn't that she lacked trust in y/n, but the knowledge that her dominant knew exactly what she was comfortable with, what she wanted to explore, and what she couldn't bring herself to do added something special. she loved exploring her sexuality and challenging herself. this is why every once and a while the couple would sit down and have a talk about what they like and what they would be open to trying. she watches intently as y/n takes little notes, keeping track of what billie says. she jots down the reasons why billie doesn't like certain things and what she can possibly say while in a scene. it's all incredibly cute...and arousing.

this is what she doesn't enjoy about this process. she watches y/n's lips move more than she listens to the words she says.

"billie." y/n snaps her fingers, causing billie to jump.

"sorry, my love, you were out of it." billie laughs like she's been caught and y/n chooses to ignore it.

"oh, sorry i got distracted i was thinking too hard about what you were saying." as the words come out of her mouth, it's clear that she doesn't even believe herself.

"anyways, you want to try overstimulation? how do you want to do it? what would make you feel good?" this is where billie runs into problems. she's never been one to hold her tongue. she usually declares exactly what she wants, wherever she is, as loudly as she desires. it's different with y/n. the words make her sink into herself, all her confidence melting into need which settles between her thighs. her first instinct is to whine. she wants to whine and stomp her foot and shyly stare until y/n magically knows what she wants or decides to punish her. that's never worked before. she starts to speak, her words coming out a little shaky.

"i want to feel like you are using me." her face turns bright red while y/n's face is straight, trying to take in the information that she is given.

"i don't care how you do it. i want you to give me so much pleasure that i don't want it anymore. i know i would like to be crying before i stop, i know my safe word but i don't think i'll have to use it." y/n's face breaks into a bright smile as she sees her girlfriend use her words so well. she puts a hand over her girlfriends and looks her in the eyes.

"i'm so proud of you, my love. you're doing such a good job." billie cannot suppress her grin at the praise.

"now what was it about that collar?" (please lmk if you don't like this. i wanted to try it out bc i saw it somewhere)

later that night, billie finds herself naked, save for a pale pink collar with a single silver v hanging from the ring. she patiently sits on the balls of her feet in front of y/n, taking in the sight in front of her. her lover looks down at her, sitting on top of the bed with her legs open.

"what are your signals?" y/n asks, softly.

"green is good. very good. yellow means i would like to slow down or move onto something else. red stops the scene."

"good, baby." y/n compliments, reaching down to stroke her hair.

"this might be a little bit more intense than usual and i just want to make you feel good. let me know if anything is too much."

"i'm ready, mommy." billie smiles, which seems to spur y/n as she immediately tucks her finger into the collar's ring and pulls forward. billie makes a soft choking sound which turns into a small whimper.