W A N D A x N A T A S H A - R E D

47. Seeing through

POV Natasha

'Punish me.' I beg her desperately.

Wanda smirks and let her eyes glide over my naked body, at my hands that are bounded against the back of the chair.
Her red eyes glow while her dominant gaze takes in my surrendered body.

She's always more bossy when she's drunk. And she knows I'm more obedient when I had alcohol. We just left the small party Tony hosted, we ended up kissing in the hallway. And our clothes were off a minute after we entered our apartment.

'Say it again.' She says while she lifts my chin slowly. Her eyes look playful; she knows I'm completely hers now.

'Please..' I whisper. 'Punish me.'

A slap in my face follows. My head turns to the left. The pain on my cheek burns, but I moan because of the pleasurious feeling the pain gives.

She comes closer and grabs my chin with her hand. My naked body breaths uneven against the chair while I'm forced to face her. 'That's what you want huh?' She speaks controlled.

I nod. 'Yes.' I whisper while panting.

Her gaze is focused between my legs. She smirks while she looks at me. With her nails she slowly touches my legs while she whispers: 'Don't you want to say sorry for the mess you made?' She says as she looks again between my legs. I'm not able to look, but I feel how I wet the chair.

I moan by the way her nails touch my skin.

'I'm sorry.' I try to bring out when her hands touch my chest. I'm burning from desire, I can only think about how I want her to touch me, satisfy me.

Than her hand suddenly is wrapped around my throat. 'Again..' she hisses while she bares her teeth.

'I'm sorry.' I say immediately.

She lifts her chin and scoffs. 'Good..' she says.

'Fuck..' I bring out when I suddenly feel her fingers between my legs.

Finally.

With her hand still around my throat I feel how she enters me with her fingers. Her movements are slow, and I know she does that to tease me. To make me want her even more.

She looks down at me while she puts a second finger inside of me. I moan by the feeling as I move my hips against her hand. I want her deeper inside of me, and she knows how I long for that.

'Be patient..' she says strict.

'Fuck..' I bring out while I close my eyes in frustration. 'Please.'

She bites her lip while she meets my gaze, her fingers still moving softly. 'We're doing it my way.' The way she smirks shows how much she enjoys this.

'First slow..' she comes closer to my face and whispers: 'And than..'

Her free hand opens my mouth a little. Her finger rests on my chin.

'..deep.' I cry out by the way her fingers go deeper inside of me.

'Fast..' she says while the corner of her right mouth lifts and her fingers move faster.

'Fuck..' I bring out when she fingers me hard, deep and without any mercy.

Exactly the way I like it.

I move my hips with her rhythm, and cry out with every thrust. My body breaths heavily. I feel the seat of the chair is wet under me. I feel how my wrists hurt from the bounding magic around it.

Wanda's other hand touches one of my boobs. When she starts to squeeze it painfully, I moan louder. And when I see how she bites her lip, how I see how she clearly enjoys me listening to her it makes me come up with words I never thought I would say.