Hard Time's

Desire

John is there to collect the baroness as usual at night he keeps his standard nonexpressive look even though he is unnerved by what he walked in on. The baroness however gives no indication that the event ever happened. 'Baroness?' The baroness is looking out the window at the sunset. 'Hm?' John feels uncomfortable. '(y/n) asked me to inform you that she has a gift planned. She instructed you to meet her in your room.' John knows what this means and feels even more uncomfortable. 'Mm hm.' is the response. When they arrive he opens the door and she leaves the car to go inside. You've been waiting for her and feel a thrill when you see the car draw up. Every click of her heels excites you till she opens the door. The room is filled with candles and you stand wearing only a sheet of dark silk material you've fashioned into a bow for her to unwrap.

The baroness blinks and sets her handbag down on a small table by the door. 'Am I to unwrap you?' she closes the door behind her. You giggle placing your arms behind your back and pushing out your chest. 'If you want, I'm your gift.' The baroness slowly walks towards you and tilts her head leaning in she kisses your neck. Your nipples are already hard through the silk and you can feel her hands roam your body. You reach for her hair scarf and unpin it letting her hair fall free you toss the scarf aside playing with the strands and letting it relax. The baroness trails kiss's along your collarbone. You reach to help her undress she puts your hands by your side. 'Not this time.' she whispers. This puts you out a little but it's hard to be too upset when you are in her arms. You watch her hands as she carefully unwraps the bow, she slowly removes the fabric from you and lets it fall.

The baroness steps back to admire you she circles you her fingertips gently brushing down your back, she stops in front of you. 'You are marvelous.' she praises making you blush. 'That thing you did to me before in the office, with your mouth. How did you know?' It finally dawns on you. 'Baroness, have you never been with a woman?' The baroness blinks. 'Other than Estella, no and she didn't allow me to touch her much now I know why. I thought she was teasing, but now I realise she was playing me for a fool. If you tell me the basics I'll get the hang of it.' You nod slowly. 'Okay, I can teach you. Why don't you tell me what you'd do with the baron? What did you like?' The baroness stiffens. 'When he was finished.' her top lip twitches awkwardly. It wasn't meant as a joke but you can't help but snigger. 'C'mon talk me through it.' The baroness remains cold. 'I'd rather not spoil the mood. Are you going to instruct me or not? I want to do what you did to me.'

The attitude isn't what you signed up for but if she's going to be rude with her mouth you might as well put it to good use. 'You don't need to I'm happy to grant you pleasure without repayment.' you assure her. 'I want to. I want to make you mine.' her tone is possessive and you shiver. 'Well, that was a good start.' you stammer. 'Unless you've changed your mind?' she's unsure now. You smile and whisper against her ear she listens to your instructions and raises her eyebrows, you draw back looking at her with a blush. The baroness puts her hands on her hips and leans in kissing you. The walk back to the bed takes far too long, you gasp as she pushes you down. Her index finger travels from your throat to your navel. 'Stay.' she commands your breath catches in your throat. The baroness walks to her closet and returns with a scarf. 'May I try something? If it upsets you I'll stop at once.'

"Baby, I wanna touch you

I wanna breathe into your will

See, I gotta hunt you

I gotta bring you to my hell

Baby, I wanna fuck you

I wanna feel you in my bones

I'm gonna love you

I'm gonna tear into your soul"

Honestly, she could suggest pouring petrol over you right now and setting you on fire, you'd agree to it. Swallowing you nod, the baroness takes your hand tying the scarf around your wrist and moving your hand above your head. She wraps the scarf through the bedframe and lifts your other hand tying it too, you're bound at her mercy. The glint in her eyes tells you she likes this, you wriggle for her pleasure making her chuckle. Placing her hands on your hips she runs them to your thighs and down your legs. 'I want to feel you.' you breathe. The baroness climbs on the bed and pushes your legs apart she crawls up you and takes your face kissing you. Her hands start to explore feeling your breasts running over your ribs. She tilts her head kissing your throat and you gasp as she bites and sucks.

This routine goes on soft gentle kisses then a harsh bite to check you are in place then moves down to your breasts. More kisses sucking your nipples, making you even wetter. 'Stop teasing, you'll kill me.' she looks up giving you a devilish grin you are a mess. Placing kisses right down the center of your stomach she stops. 'I'm waiting.' she purrs. 'Please, please fuck me.' you beg. 'Please what?' her fingertips run from your stomach to between your legs tracing your wet slit. 'Please fuck me mistress!' you scream and if John hears well he hears. The baroness flutters her eyelashes and then disappears down your body. You feel her lift your thighs and then her tongue. God, her tongue, what the hell did she take a secret class in pussy eating and not tell you.

The heat rises in your body and you start to sweat bucking your hips wanting more she has a firm grip on your thighs. 'I'm close.' you pant. The baroness stops and sits up licking her lips she watches you laying below a whimpering mess. 'Please.' you whine. The baroness leans down kissing you hard as you pull on your restraints, she lifts your left leg onto her shoulder for better access. It's ecstasy your eyes are locked with hers as she pushes two fingers inside you she begins pumping them rhythmically. Her left-hand goes to your bruised throat and she squeezes lightly continuing her rhythm. 'God! Harder please!' you beg. The baroness basks in the power she is wielding. 'What this?' she tightens her grip on your throat. 'Or this?' she adds a third finger. John who had retired to his room for the night hears your screams echo out and groans drawing his pillow over his head.

The baroness has untied you tossing you a black silk nightgown and retired to wash her hands when she comes out you stare at her open-mouthed. 'You'll catch flies darling.' she scolds. 'Where the fuck did you learn to do that?' This earns you a smirk. 'No, really I've never had sex like that in my life.' The baroness goes behind the screen her dress comes off as she changes into her gold-coloured nightgown. 'You've had sex before? With others?' she calls. 'Women, I mean?' You are in ecstasy and can barely stand as you clumsily get into your nightgown. 'Yeah, I mean well I thought so after tonight I'm not sure if you can call the other time's sex.' The baroness emerges from behind the screen taking her earrings off, she looks smug. 'Well, what can I say you told me to picture what I wanted and do it.'

Putting her earrings in a jewelry box she sits at her dressing table lifting a hairbrush as you regain your composure. You walk over to her and take the brush out of her hands you take over brushing long slow strokes through her hair. Her eyes are on you and she's drinking in the look on your face you stare at her like she is a goddess. Then something niggles at her. '(y/n), may I ask you something?' You wrap her hair into a long loose braid. 'Anything.' The baroness no longer looks so smug. 'Before you said you'd bedded other women, I just wondered did Cruella allow you...I don't care of course.' You realise it's partly jealousy and partly wanting validation that Cruella didn't just find her unattractive. 'If we did, would it bother you?' you sit the brush down.

The baroness grits her teeth looking down at her hands and focusing on where she sees wrinkles. 'I already told you I don't care.' she grabs the brush throwing it across the room. Not making eye contact she gets up marching to her bed. 'No.' you watch her stop in her tracks. 'No what?!' she hisses. 'No Cruella and I didn't hook up.' you say simply. The baroness rolls her eyes. 'You're clearly just saying that to pacify me.' she throws back her bed cover and sits. Before she can do much else you pounce and pin her down on the bed. She lets out a squeal of fright as you keep her hands pinned. 'Listen, lady temper tantrum, I did not fuck her.' You grin down at her and gently nuzzle her cheek. 'Are you lying to me?' she seems insecure. 'Baroness.' you stress. 'I am telling the truth and if you are calling me a liar I'll have to punish you.'

The baroness raises an eyebrow. At this you purse your lips then start to tickle her, her eyes widen and she lets out an uncharacteristic giggle. Quickly she pulls from you trying not to smile. 'Don't. Do. that. Again.' she says firmly pointing at you. 'I don't like it.' It's obvious why this is not a woman you tickle, ever. You pout then burst out laughing she places a hand on her forehead letting out a sigh. 'What in heaven's sake am I going to do with you?' she sounds exasperated but you know she is simply doing it for dramatic effect.