Benny Watts Imagines

Baby Goth

Benny was almost giddy as he headed home. He'd poped into town to his PO box to grab some tournament-related paperwork and on his way back decided to pop into his favourite store to see if there was anything that caught his interest and as it happened there was. And he was very excited to get home and try it out. He opened the door to the apartment setting the bags on the kitchen countertop

"Where's my baby doll? I have a present for you!"

Alice immediately perked up as she heard Benny arrive home. And became even more ecstatic at the idea of a present! So she jumped off the sofa and bolted into his arms hugging his chest, Alice was still wearing the outfit Benny had picked out for her after her shower this morning. A pair of crotchless tights, black thigh-high socks, a purple pleated mini skirt, a sheer long-sleeve top and a purple lace bralette, her raven hair in long pigtails. He almost always dressed her like this, like a cute little goth girl.

"I've been gone all day, so what does Master get?" Benny cooed pulling her tight in his arms,

Alice Giggled and happily kissed him, allowing him to make their kiss as deep as he desires

His hands slid down her sides, fingers tracing the curves of her body beneath the sheer top, sending shivers down her spine. Benny's tongue danced with hers, his lips moving in perfect syncopation. He pulled away slightly, gasping for air, his eyes locked onto Alice's. "Mmm...my sweet little doll," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "I got you something special tonight." His fingers slipped under the hem of her skirt, teasing her already wet folds as she hadn't worn underwear. Benny smirked to feel her still doing as he told her, he'd ordered her to stop wearing panties and bras two weeks ago, the only exception was her sexy lingerie which she was only allowed to wear if Benny said so. A sly grin spread across Benny's face as he delved deeper, his fingertips grazing her sensitive flesh. His thumb pressed against her clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "Oh, yes...you're such a good little Doll," he breathed into her ear, his hot breath making her shiver. "You know exactly what I want from you, don't you?"

Alice softly moaned squirming her hips closer to his hand.

Benny's grip tightened, his fingers digging deeper into her tender skin as he increased the pressure on her clit. He watched with rapt attention as Alice's eyes fluttered closed, her mouth falling open in a silent scream of ecstasy. "Yes...yes... show me how much you want it," he growled, his voice low and menacing, urging her to surrender completely to his touch. With a sudden jolt, Benny's other hand shot up, grasping a handful of Alice's long pigtails, yanking her head back sharply.

Alice moaned as he pulled her hair and rubbed her clit so aggressively, already feeling her juices drip down her legs from her excitement, her mouth hung open to moan,

Benny's grip on her hair tightened, holding her in place as he intensified his assault on her clit. His fingers moved in a blur, rubbing and pressing with an unyielding ferocity that left Alice gasping for air. "You're so close... aren't you? so close to coming apart for me," he hissed, his breath hot against her ear, his words dripping with sadistic glee.

As she teetered on the edge of release, Benny's fingers slowed, taunting her with the promise of satisfaction just out of reach. "yes master... So close" she whines

Benny's smile grew wide, his eyes glinting with triumph as he sensed her desperation. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "Not yet... not yet, my little Doll," Benny's fingers stilled, hovering just above her clit as he savored the moment. He could feel Alice's tension building, her body straining towards release, and he reveled in the knowledge that he held the power to grant or withhold her pleasure. Slowly, deliberately, Benny withdrew his hand from her sex, leaving her panting and wanting. He stood up, towering over her prone form, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. "Now it's my turn," benny leant himself against the kitchen counter and undid his jeans "On your knees. Now." He demanded