WARNING: G!P
She pins you against the wall, her hand tightening around your throat. She towers over you, her brown hair falling around your face. She's beautiful.
“Wanda, please,” you beg, the heat pooling in your core. She captures your lips with her own, forcing her tongue into your mouth.
"You are mine," she growls, grinding her hips into you. You bite your lip, relishing the feeling of her erection pressing against your thigh. Her hands remove your shirt and bra, squeezing the flesh mounds.
"Always," you say, your breathing ragged. Her lips graze your hardened nipples, shooting pleasure straight to your core. Squirming, you arch your back, pressing your tits into her mouth. She releases one of your nipples with an audible pop.
"Always what?"
"Always yours, Mistress." The title slips easily from your lips, making her eyes smoulder with need.
"Good girl," she whispers into your ear as she squeezes your throat, pushing you harder into the wall. A soft gasp escapes you. Her other hand snakes up your thigh, working itself into your panties, slightly stroking your moist lips. She slips a finger between your folds, circling your clit. You respond instantly, bucking against her hand. She growls, pressing her hips harder into you.
"Don't you dare move again, Y/N." You nod, biting your lip harder. Once you’re still, she slides her index finger inside, feeling your warm tunnel clench around the intrusion.
"Mistress," you beg. "Please…”
“Please, what? You know I don’t like incomplete sentences,” Wanda’s lips find your neck, nipping and sucking the sensitive skin as her finger lazily pumps into you.
“Please fuck me,” you gasp out, her teeth finding your pulse point. “Mistress, I need you.”
“Good girl,” she coos. She adds another finger inside you, pumping slowly. You resist the urge to roll your hips and instead groan from the sensation. She does this for several minutes while marking your neck before slipping her fingers out of you. You whine from the loss, watching the brunette undo her jeans to reveal her erection. Licking your lips, your eyes flick to hers for permission to move or touch her or both. “Like what you see, Y/N?” You nod quickly, itching to reach out. “Would you like to touch?”
“Y-yes, Mistress, please. Can I touch you?” Wanda nods, releasing your neck, allowing you to slump to your knees, taking her cock in your hands. Her member twitches from your touch, a small drop of precum leaking from the tip. Tentatively, you stick out your tongue and lap it up, the salty sweetness colouring your tongue. You moan softly, taking the tip of her cock into your mouth, sucking gently. She groans, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pushing her cock further into your mouth.
“You’re such a good girl, Y/N. Suck my cock before I fuck you.” You oblige, working your lips and tongue over the length of her shaft. You use your free hands to stroke her and fondle her balls after she drops the rest of her jeans to the floor. Breathing heavily, she tugs your hair, signalling for you to stop. A string of drool connects your lips to her cock as you pull off, panting hard. Wanda pulls you to your feet and guides you to the bed before pushing you onto the bed. You land on your back with a small bounce.
“Please, Mistress. I need your cock,” you beg, watching as Wanda climbs onto the bed and lines herself at your entrance. The tip of her cock brushes your sensitive clit before sliding into you. You throw your head back, moaning from the feeling of her filling you.
“Fuck, Y/N. You’re so tight…” She begins thrusting into you, keeping a steady pace. You wrap your legs around her waist, matching her pace with your hips. Wanda reaches down, using her thumb to rub tight circles over your clit. You feel your orgasm approaching quickly, the pleasure overwhelming your senses.
“Mistress, please, I’m gonna come.”
“Not yet, Y/N.” You moan, her thumb working diligently on your sensitive bud. “You will come when I allow you, got it?” You nod, trying to hold off your orgasm as she increases her pace. You can’t hold on any longer. You feel like you’re going to explode.
“P-please… I-I can’t…” you cry out. “P-p-please Mistress…” Wanda shakes her head.
“Don’t you dare come, Y/N. I’m almost there.” Despite her warning tone, you can’t hold it back any longer. The pleasure crashes into you, milking her cock as she continues to fuck you. Her thumb doesn’t stop rubbing your sensitive clit and you squirm against the feeling. “How dare you come without my permission, Y/N?”
“I-I’m sorry, Mistress,” you squeak out, her thumb against your clit is agonizing.
“You’ll be taking my come in your cunt for your misbehaviour.”
“Y-yes, Mistress. Fill me with your seed.” She slams into you once more before shooting her seed into you, the warm liquid coating your walls. You realize that you’re about to come again, the familiar sensation coursing through your body. “Oh, Mistress… I’m gonna come, please don’t stop.” As Wanda’s cock softens inside you, she leans forward, taking a nipple in your mouth. She nips the hardened bud gently, pushing you over the edge. Screaming her name, your body trembles with the aftermath of your second orgasm.
“Next time, you better wait for my permission, Y/N.” You nod, panting heavily as she slides out of you. Her gaze rakes over your body, riddled with the love bites she’s left behind. “Now everyone knows who you belong to.”
