Dominion Backfires

The Great King Gets Dominated

Your eyes snap open as you feel a hand run up your thigh.

"Tooru... go the fuck to sleep," you say turning over in your bed to face your boyfriend- Tooru Oikawa. He continues to rub up and down your thigh, moving closer to your crotch each time.

"Think of how good I could make you feel," he whispers close to your ear in response, smirking in the dark.

"No you horny bastard, go to sleep," you say, smacking his hand away. "I have a big project due tomorrow and I don't have time to be waking up late."

"Ahhhhh please y/n," he whines like a toddler.

"Need I remind you that you have practice at the ass-crack of dawn tomorrow?"

"I'll be fine," he insists.

"No Tooru," you say with finality. "Sleep."

He whines childishly, continuing to stroke your thigh. He tugs at the hem of your panties, as you only have on a large shirt and no pants.

"Please little cutie?" He tries quietly.

An idea forms in your mind and you grin evilly, thankful the lights were off. You flick them on and he looks hopefully at you.

"Okay Tooru, I'll bite," you say before he grabs you and kisses you aggressively. You pull away suddenly.

"On one condition," you say, smirking. You stand up and open your second desk drawer, pulling out a blindfold. He frowns, craning his neck to try to see what you're doing. You walk back over to him with the blindfold behind your back.

"I can do whatever I want with you," you say in a low voice. His eyes narrow but he says nothing, only nods slowly.

"You sure?" you ask.

"Yes," he whispers. "Now come here and let me fuck that tight pussy of yours," he says, pulling his shirt off. You climb onto the bed and quickly put the blindfold over his eyes. He squirms.

"Y/n what the fuck-" he says sitting up. You push him back down and kiss him. Quickly, you pull off your shirt and panties, shivering slightly as the chill of the morning hits your bare skin.

"Someone's getting ahead of themselves eh? Don't fight Tooru, just relax," you say. You go back to the drawer and grab some ropes, a cock ring, some lube and a strap, with a large purple dildo attached to it.

"You did say I could do what I want," you point out as he squirms a bit. You grab his wrist and tie it to a notch on the headboard, and do the same with the other. He struggles against the bonds, whines slightly.

"Let me know if they're too tight, okay? Your safe word is pineapple," you whisper, planting a kiss on his soft brown hair. He nods.

You take your clothes off and pull the strap on, tightening it where needed. You pull Tooru's pants and boxers down and he gasps slightly from the sudden chill. You slip the cock ring on his hard throbbing dick, already dripping with precum.

"My baby boy's so eager," you say, teasing the tip of his dick. He whimpers.

"Aw come on baby you can do better than that," you say, squeezing lube on your fingers and prodding at his entrance. He mewls, then moans loudly you sink your finger into his hole. He pushes his hips forward, trying to get more friction.

"There we go," you whisper, curling the finger.

"Please mistress, more," he moans.

"Be patient Tooru," you say sternly. You move your finger in and out, looking for his sweet spot. You find it and he arches his back and moans.

"M- mistress," he manages. You reward him with another finger, then another, picking up the pace and curling your fingers. He groans, bucking his hips. You pull out your fingers and he moans loudly, complaining at the loss of pleasure.

"Don't be a brat baby boy," you say, squeezing lube onto your purple cock. You push it against his stretched hole and he moans in anticipation. You suddenly ram the entire length into his hole, making him cry out.

"Mistress!" he shouts in surprise. You pull almost all the way out and thrust back in again, making him scream and moan.

"Ah, ah please," he moans helplessly as you continue to thrust. He struggles against the ropes and bucks his hips but you push them down.

"Stop squirming you slut," you bark, wrapping a hand around his throat. You lean down and mark his neck, drawing out more strained moans from him.

"Haahh mistress please let- let me cum," he whines, grabbing at nothing. You hum, and pull out. He moans, free of the abuse to his hole. You rip his blindfold off, and toss it away. He blinks and stares at the dildo, seemingly shocked that it all fit inside him.

"Baby boy wants to cum so bad?" you say pulling off the strap. "Let's see how good you can make me feel then," you murmur, positioning your pussy over his face.

"Yes mistress," he says, leaning up and licking your pussy lips. He licks your clit and you hold back a moan, throwing your head back. Your hands find their way to his hair, tugging slightly. He continues attacking your clit and the sound of your moans begins to fill the room. Arching your back you cum into his mouth and move off him.

"Did you swallow?" you ask, wiping the rest of it off the edges of his mouth.

"Yes mommy," he says.

"Such a good boy," you say, kissing him and tasting yourself. "Good boys deserve rewards." You pull the ring off his red throbbing cock, ignoring his whining. He thrusts his hips up. You pull the strap back on and his eyes widen again at the size of the cock. You go to the drawer of toys and pull out a hollow silicon cylinder with a few buttons on the side- a cock sleeve you'd recently bought and had been wanting to try on him for a while.

"W-what's that?" he asks nervously.

"Oh you'll see baby boy," you say smirking. You slip the sleeve over his dick and he moans, finally getting some relief. You push the tip of your cock against his entrance and thrust it half way in. He moans loudly, tossing his head back. He pushes his hips back, burying the entire cock inside him. It hits his prostate immediately and he scream-moans, shouting your name. You thrust faster, and press a button on the cock sleeve, making it vibrate.

"AH MOMMY!" he screams, clenching his hands into fists and writhing.

"MOMMY IM-" he cums, white ribbons of his cum shooting everywhere and covering the sleeve and his chest. Tears form at the corners of his eyes as he cums, sobbing a little. He squirms, crying out at the overstimulation of the sleeve. He sobs more, and you pull out and turn the sleeve off. He pants, lying still in relief.

You take off the strap and clean off the sleeve, and untie his wrists. He whimpers, his arms still up. You go to the bathroom and run some water, wetting a cloth. You go back and wipe his stomach. When you come back, he is still in the same position as you left him- spread-eagled on the bed. You climb into the bed naked, too lazy to put on clothes, and pull the covers over you both. You cuddle Oikawa, spooning him despite your ridiculous height difference, and peppering his fluffy hair with kisses.

"Tooru?" you say quietly.

"Hmm?" he responds, half asleep.

"Are you okay?"

"Mhmm," he hums. There is silence, then he speaks.

"Next time, I'll just let you sleep," he murmurs.

"Good luck at practice tomorrow," you snicker.

"Fuck you," he says.

"Love you too," you say, drifting to sleep.