Professor's Pet

Four*

Warnings: sub!Kate; dark!Dom!Owner!Reader; dark!widow; standing cnc; collaring; leash-training; dumbification; physical punishments; degrading; oral; training; voyeurism/exhibitionism; dom/sub-master/pet dynamics in public; sharing; flirting; power imbalance professor/students; public sexual acts; orgasm control; strap-on use; fingering; presence of weapons; brat/sub!Wanda; tw: human trafficking in the context of the Red Room; choking;

At some point during the night, you and Kate had fallen asleep, the strap still attached to your hips, nestled against her ass as you held her tightly against you, keeping her warm, her collar resting sweetly against the hollow of her neck. Still an hour before your first alarm was due to go off, you were nudged awake by the sensation of Kate grinding back against you, her mouth open, still mostly asleep and whimpering. She flinched when your fingers dug into her hips, your teeth grazing her shoulder. You slid your fingers between her legs, finding her already dripping and she pushed into the sensation, almost forcing them inside herself. Three slid in easily and her hips rocked against you slowly, her back pushing against the front of your body desperate for more contact. When you removed your hand to get a better position, the woman whined, reaching for you absently.

"I'm right here puppy," you murmured into her ear, nipping at the shell, watching the goosebumps dance across her skin. "I've got what you need." Kate whined, her eyes lazily rolling open as she pushed her body backwards into you. She tensed slightly as you guided the strap inside of her slowly before she was moving on her own, grinding into you as far as humanly possible. Your nails scratched up her thigh slowly until you got to her hips, guiding her movements as she finished waking up.

"Fuck." Kate's first word of the day. You decided at that moment that you liked it, and wanted to repeat it. Her head moved to the side, looking for you and you obligingly kissed her. Hard, her whimpers lost in your mouth. She broke away from your lips finally, gasping for air, her face turning away from you as she buried it in the pillow.

"So pretty, puppy," you murmured against the warmth of her skin as you explored her shoulders with your teeth. Kate's whining intensified. Her moans and whines became close to screams as you reached around, your fingertips tracing slowly around her clit, her hips bucking into you wildly.

"Fuck, please!" Kate's fingers were clutching the sheets so tight that they were ghostly as she tried desperately to hang on before receiving permission.

"Wait." The command was non-negotiable. You shifted your hips just slightly, finding a new angle and every muscle in Kate's considerably strong frame tensed like a wound coil.

"Fuck, I can't!" Kate was no longer moving, desperately trying to maintain a perilous balance between what she wanted and what she had permission to have.

"You can." You sucked harshly on her neck where it met her shoulder, your teeth replacing your lips as you sped up. Kate's hand was on your thigh, trying to hold you off while desperately wanting you to continue.

"Please, Professor." Kate's pants seemed pained and the title made the coil in your stomach tighten.

"Do it now," Your fingers caught her clit, squeezing as you practically growled the command, Kate's already-tense frame going rigid in your arms. With all of her energy being exerted elsewhere, she had finally gone quiet and you smiled into the skin of your neck. You were starting to get attached. Kate shuddered as you moved away from her, finally releasing the harness and letting the toy fall to the bed. She spun almost immediately, reaching for you. You smiled, kissing her damp forehead before sliding out of bed. "Shower time, puppy," you snapped your fingers as you headed towards the bathroom. After a few moments, the sounds of footsteps made you smile as she followed you eagerly.