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you do as your told, spinning until bada’s hands catch your hips. she pulls you on top of her lap. her eyes focus on your figure once again, stopping when they see how your breasts almost spill out of your low cut top. she licks her lips— you look fucking delicious

“you look so pretty today, angel.” bada’s eyes flick back up to yours. she moves one hand from your hips up to cup your jaw. she pulls you in for a searing kiss, tongue licking against your own. you feel her hips buck up into yours and she lets out a quiet hiss.

“so fucking pretty for me.” she continues her assault on your lips and pushes you down into her lap. her head is spinning and she feels like she’s floating. bada continues moving your hips back and forth on her lap, pushing up into you, fighting for any sort of friction for her weeping cock-

“shit- shit, princess. keep grinding on me like that. please, baby.”

you pull away from bada slightly, just enough to utter a couple words,

“we can’t bada. we’re in public-”

bada lets out a loud, loud whine. her hips stutter as she fucks her hips against your clothed lower half. the grip on your hip tightens so much bada distantly thinks of how her fingertips might leave marks on you which only spurs her on further.

“f-fuck. please baby. i need it.” she whispers against your mouth, eyes welling up with tears.

your hand goes up to cup bada’s forehead-

“you’re burning up. are you okay?”

bada’s hand leaves your jaw and stops at your throat, squeezing lightly. she pulls away from you with spit slicked lips. she takes all of you in, the way you look just slightly fucked out. the way you’re gripping onto her shoulders as she guides your hips to rub up against her own.

you let out a weak whine, “bada-”

and bada’s eyes roll to the back of her fucking head. her mouth opens in a silent moan, entire body tensing as she creams her pants, hips slowly rolling into your own as she draws out her orgasm. and you feel the wet patch before it even connects in your brain exactly what just happened.

needless to say you both quickly left the shop, an embarrassed bada trailing behind you, holding you against her body as you walk out.

you guys dont discuss it any further.

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three days later you find yourself trapped under bada as she subconsciously buries her face into your neck. your hands rub up and down her back,

“bada..?”

she groans a little in defiance.

“c’mon you big baby, wake up. i’m dying.”

she doesn’t respond immediately, she just shoves her face further into your skin. after a couple moments, you switch to lightly raking your nails against the fabric of her shirt.

you hear her hiss and feel her pull herself up. she positions herself so that she’s fully hovering over you. she’s got a lopsided grin on her face,

“g’morning baby.”

bada’s arms cage the sides of your head as she leans down to press a kiss to your lips. she pulls away but something in her brain short circuits when she tastes your lips. she immediately swoops back down to kiss you again, one hand cradling your head. she kisses down your jaw, down your neck,, and stops at the juncture between your neck and shoulder. you feel her sigh into your neck,

“i’m gonna call out today.”

you run your fingers through her hair,

“you okay?”

“yeah i just..” she croaks out, voice scratchy from sleep, “i just feel like i need to be close to you right now.”

she leaves soft kisses against your skin. she distantly wonders why she feels like she’s gonna die if she’s more than 6ft away from you, but all thoughts are thrown to the window when you decide to scratch her scalp with your nails.

“feels so good, baby. thank you.”

you continue running your nails across her scalp. she’d been so clingy lately, you couldn’t help but feel a little bad for her. she’d been a little more lazy, a little slower in her movements.

“you smell so fucking good, y/n.”

you push her off of you and giggle,

“im gonna go try and make us breakfast—” badas eyes light up but you raise your hands up, “dont get your hopes up. we’ll probably have to order in anyway. i am no chef.”

as you shimmy your way out of bed, bada takes in the way your hips sway when you walk. they way her shirt reaches just below your ass. she can kinda see your curves through the fabric of her shirt—

bada feels herself sweat as the thinks about taking you just like that. raising her shirt up. pulling your flimsy panties to the side and fucking you full of her. she wonders, distantly, how well you’d take her knot.

well, fuck. bada throws herself back into bed as she comes to her realization— shes in a rut.

she stays like that for about 15 minutes. she tries really, really hard to push those thoughts down and be normal. but then she hears pans clanking in the kitchen and she remembers you’re there and her feet guide her to you, without thought.

when bada reaches her destination, she leans against the door frame. she’s been doing alot of admiring lately. this time she admires your legs and how your thighs rub together when you walk. she wonders how they’d feel wrapped around her head—

“fuck it.” she mutters.

you hear her, feel her before you see her. her hands grip your waist as she flips you to face her and lifts you to place you on the counter. when you take in her appearance, shes flushed from neck up. sweat beads at her forehead. her pupils are blown wide and her mouth is open in a slight pant. her tongue darts out to wet her lips as her eyes flick from your own down to your lips.

“i need you,” her voice cracks in need, “are you gonna let me have you, baby?”

your skin pricks with sweat too, almost mirroring your partners. its then you have the realization as well. how clingy bada has been, how needy she is, how domineering shes been with you. the way she’s dressed you for the past week— baggy clothes… her clothes. you realize now she’s been marking you for the past week, putting extra on your plate. covering you up more, making sure you were warm and comfortable.

“bada are you-”

“yes— yes. tell me i can take you. tell me you want it, pretty girl. tell me you need it.”

bada’s eyes shift into something less desperate, more dangerous. her hands grip your hips and pull you into her own and you feel it. a cock, hot, heavy. waiting for you. you whine out upon contact,

“i need it bada, please.”

bada lets out a dark chuckle,

“so polite. so easy.”

she presses her lips against yours, calculated and smooth. her mouth molds against your own and you feel her pant each time she pulls away. her lips are more needy than the last each time she goes back in and eventually she nips at your bottom lip hard enough for you to physically wince. your eyes squeeze shut and tears prick your eyes.

“shit- sorry… fuck— no i’m not. you look so pretty like that.”

her kisses continue down your neck,

“’wanna make you cry today-,” she sighs into your neck, thinking of all the ways she’s gonna make you feel good tonight. one hand travels from your hip up to your neck, the other dips its fingers in your underwear. she forces you to look at her as she inserts two fingers inside of you, her thumb rubbing slow circles into your clit.

“gonna make you sob while i make it fit.”

her fingers crook up inside of you, rubbing against your gummy walls. you’re so wet that you can hear squelching as she fucks her fingers inside of you. she inserts a third as soon as she feels you relax,

“you’re gonna take it all for me today, right princess?” she presses a kiss to your lips when you nod in response,

“you wanna make me happy don’t you?”

and its almost as if your body is molding to her every will. your neck bares for her, almost presenting yourself for her. you do want to make her happy. your brain wills for you to do everything in your power to make her happy right now. your brain was so cloudy and—

“poor baby. it’s okay,” bada grins, she loved when you were like this. it made her feel useful. powerful.

your legs instinctively spread more for her and she inserts a fourth finger. tears well up in your eyes and bada kisses them as they fall,

“don’t want you to hurt too bad baby.”

once she thinks you're stretched enough, pulls her sweats down just enough to accompany her cock, she guides it into your cunt, groaning as she pushes in. your eyes begin to close but she taps you on your cheek to grab your attention,

"look at me while i stretch you out, angel."

your brows furrow together as you do your best to keep your eyes open as you take her, inch by inch. as soon as she's finished pushing into you, she gives you a sloppy kiss on the lips,

"i'm gonna make you feel so fucking good baby, just relax for me."

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it started out so soft. so caring. after round 3, bada stopped caring. stopped being so soft.

“’fuckin— shit— fuckin take it baby. like a good girl would.”

bada’s got her arm wrapped so tightly around your neck your ears are nearly ringing.

the first round she fucked you on the counter, whispering how nice you felt around her. round two was in the hallway, against the wall. she held you up with your legs wrapped around her and praised you on how good you were being. round three was on the bed, plush blankets surrounding you while your hair was splayed around you like a halo. she told you how proud of you she was, how it was just gonna be a little more.

now she’s impatient. the only thought in her brain was to breed you, make you hers. fuck you full of her cum. ruin you for other people.

after the last round she’d flipped you so that your stomach was against the bed. she’d pulled your hips up to meet her own but you’d made the mistake of clawing the sheets, almost like you were trying to run away.

bada didn’t like that.

she wraped her arm around your neck and yanked you up against her. your arms couldnt find purchase anywhere other than gripping her forearm. tears were streaming down your face. you felt so fucking full. cum was leaking out of you with every thrust.

“’s too much baby— please.”

bada kisses your temple in response,

“jus’ a little more.” bada groans out, “you’re so fucking ungrateful. maybe a knot would shut you the fuck up—” and bada’s eyes roll to the back of her head at the thought of it. she needed to so fucking bad. she kept cumming and cumming but felt no relief. she needed to knot you, she needed to plug you full just for her.

“you’re gonna look so pretty, angel. covered in my cum. wish i could take a picture and post it for everyone to see.”

bada’s hips stutter as she feels you clench around her. she swears she feels the beginning of a knot form.

“’m gonna cum in you again. ‘should cum on you this time. make you reek of me.”

bada releases you from her hold in favor of pressing you back into the mattress, muffling your yelps and moans.

“bet you’d like that. being covered in my spunk. at the end of the day, you’re my pretty, pretty, cum hungry whore. god—”

bada grasps at your hips, grinding her cock into you. your hands grip the sheets above you as you feel her knot catch at your opening. she fucks deeper into you,

“bet you wanna hang off my knot everyday. get fucked and bred morning and night.”

she leans down and intertwines your fingers with her own. her lips graze your ear as she whispers,

“i’d do it for you, too.”

and at this point, shes stuck inside of you, ready to burst. her brain is like mush as she keeps trying to get friction by grinding into you,

“id fuck you all day if i could. force myself into this pretty little pussy from the time i wake up until i’ve fucked you back to sleep. could spend hours in this cunt.”

her teeth graze the juncture between your neck and shoulder. a warning. a threat. a promise.

“wanna get you pregnant— fuck you full of my babies.”

bada can feel the beginnings of her orgasm begin, pleasure licking up her spine.

“i want it, bada. i’d do anything for you. anything to make you happy. please fuck me full. get me— ah fuck— get me pregnant. please bada please—”

bada’s eyes roll and her body tenses up as please wracks through her veins. her vision blurs and her hands grip yours so hard its starting to hurt. shes letting out airy whines and the occassional grunt as she empties herself inside of you. her head spins and she tries to ground herself by pressing kisses along your shoulder but, god, she feels like shes fucking floating.

you, on the other hand, felt like you were going to burst. you felt every spurt of cum inside of you. she was just pumping you full of her seed and it made you feel… good. warm. fuzzy. you could feel her big frame surround you as she nearly sobbed into your neck as she busts inside of you.

eventually, her hips stop stuttering and her cries turn into sniffles. her body relaxes into yours and her once stiff hands mold into your own, the grip significantly softer this time.

a couple minutes pass as you both relax a bit. bada speaks up,

“you okay, angel?” her thumb glides across your knuckles. her lips press soft kisses against the back of your neck.

“mhm… you’re heavy though.”

bada chuckles and removes her hands from yours. she peels herself up and repositions you two so that you’re both laying on your sides.

“i should chose a more… uhm.. comfortable position to.. uh..”

you roll your eyes. she cannot be serious right now.

“are you fucking stuttering right now.”

“no! no— i. i am not stuttering i’m just…” she trails off, embarrassed. she shoves her face into your neck,

“can i please catch a break? i just came like four times baby PLEASE—”

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The heavy breaths from you and Jennie occupied the bedroom as you two had spent the past 15 minutes making out. She pulled you into her lap as you gripped onto her hair at the back of her head, having a hard time at containing your neediness as you kept on pushing your centre against hers, getting friction from your clit rubbing against the bulge in her pants. The only things separating you two and making it even more intimate was that you two still had clothes on. Jennie was in her loose-fitted jeans and a sweatshirt as you were in a pair of grey sweats that hung around your hips, the waistband of your Calvin's showing and a black baby tee, exposing some of your stomach that Jennie ran her hand up, under the shirt. Your mouth parted as you felt the warmth spread through your whole body, sighing at the feeling of grinding against her. Jennie's tongue pushed against yours as she held her other hand at the small of your back, helping you press harder against her.

There was no way that you would reach your orgasm this way and Jennie knew it very well, but she liked having you like this- the way you would whimper, arch your back, shudder, press harder into her and tense up at how your clit was rubbing against her erection. Jennie sighing and letting out shaky breaths at how you were grinding against her. She pulled her mouth away from yours and her wet lips kissed down your jawline while her hand ran under your shirt, her fingertips grazing your hot skin until she got to your breast. Not wearing any bra, she got what she was looking for right away. "Can I fuck you like a whore I just paid?" Jennie breathed out against your neck, her hot breath hitting your skin as she kept leaving wet open-mouthed kisses on it.

"Have you paid many whores before?" You asked, pulling her mouth closer to your neck as you whined your hips against her. Jennie's hand gripping onto your tender breast in a firm and rough way as she huffed, gripping tightly. "The only woman I would ever spend money on is you." Jennie replied, moving her mouth and you tilted your head back as she kissed beneath your jaw and then down, your neck glistening from your girlfriend's kisses. You hummed as she kept kneading your breast greedily. "Then fuck me cause I can't take this much more." You whimpered at your own words, feeling so close to your orgasm but it was impossible to reach it this way. Jennie ran her hands to your lower back before leaning forward, making you land on your back as she smoothly laid between your legs. She rested with her elbows beside your head and looked down at you for a second, seeing the desperation in your glimmering with stars eyes, your grey eye colour turning her on so much more. She bit her lower lip and you hummed a beautiful whine for her when she used her one hand to hold onto your hair, manhandling you however she liked, holding your head so you would look right into her eyes.

"I love your fucking eyes." She firmly stated, her jaw clenching and the grip she had on your hair with her one hand tightening as she pulled slightly, humping your clothed centre so roughly the creaky bed started to creak again. It was crying for mercy as you two had ruined it enough- it was to the point that it would creak when you two would just turn in your sleep. "Yeah?" You questioned with a moan as she pressed hard against your clit, your thighs squeezing her as your hips pushed up into her more. Jennie hummed as she let go of your hair and using her left hand as leverage she held herself up a bit higher to look better at you, keeping up the rolling of her hips. She looked at you, your plump pink lips parted as your head was thrown back, the strained moans coming from your mouth as you were struggling to get an orgasm- getting frustrated as you were so close. Jennie loved watching you this miserable since she never made it easy for you to orgasm, sometimes it would take hours before she gave you a release.

The hand that held onto your hair earlier came up to your jaw as she gripped it, making you look at her. Your eyes held the type of sexiness that made Jennie weak in her body, especially since they would at times hold an innocent glint instead. You looked at her like she was the only person in the world, like she was some sort of Goddess you had to get on your knees for, like she was the superior one. She thrusted even harder, getting into a frenzy from how you were looking at her as if she was your owner. "I love everything about you, but your eyes fuck me over in the best way." She groaned and your legs tensed up for a second, the heat and intensity building up as you were close now. Jennie's lips parted as she expectantly watched you. Your eyebrows furrowing and eyes shutting tightly with your whole body tensing up, all that tension deflating like a balloon when she got inconsistent on purpose, leaving you high and dry again. "I want you to fuck me over, fuck my dignity out of me, Jennie." You begged, your voice light as it got caught in your whimpers, whines and light moans. You always sounded like an angel, the way you would be loud yet still sound angelic and light in your voice, somehow hitting perfect high notes even in bed- Jennie was down bad for all of it, for all of you.

"You already lost it in our bed, baby." Jennie said and just to remind you, she squeezed your cheeks, making you part your lips for her. Jennie licked her own lips before letting her spit slowly fall out of her mouth, a tingle going through your whole body as the warm spit landed in your mouth- some of it on your lips before running down to your tongue. "Have you ever let anyone else do that to you?" She asked, already knowing the answer, but she loved hearing it and reminding you of it and what power she held over you. Her fingers still gripping hard on your cheeks and jaw, she wanted it to linger in your mouth as it ran over your tongue. You shook your head since you had never let anyone else do it except Jennie. You wanted her to do it to you, it felt so degrading and you loved it, being treated like you were no one turned you on so much. She smiled at that and let go of your jaw, instantly attaching her lips to yours as your hands found their way to her sweatshirt.

She tilted her head and pushed her tongue into your mouth and you sighed before whimpering into Jennie's mouth. Jennie was needy herself, but not for a release, she was needy for your body and she pulled away from your lips. "I want you naked and screaming, Y/n...I want your pussy to throb for hours after this. I want my touch to linger on your body after we finish for days." Jennie said through her heavy breaths, wanting you to still feel her on your body tomorrow and the coming days. You bit your lower lip as she sat up, grabbing a fist full of your black baby tee, pulling you to sit up, hearing a few of the thousands threads the shirt was made of ripping from pulling on it. Your legs spread on either side of her body as she was on her knees, your clit throbbing from how she had been humping you through the layers of clothing. "I don't want it to be pretty." You basically encouraged her as you didn't want any mercy shown and it was supposed to be ugly- not in an actually ugly way but in a way that would leave you a mess.

"Oh, it won't be." Jennie reassured you and grabbed the hem of the shirt, pulling it over your head before she dropped it to the side, biting her lower lip as her dick throbbed at your small yet perfect for her hands boobs as you sat leaned back against your hands, waiting for what she would do next. Jennie scanned over your smooth and slim body, your small waist making her swallow to get rid of the dryness in her throat, still after all these years not being able to grasp where you got your perfect tiny waist from. She always worshipped your body while you worshipped her body and dominance as she thrived on your submission to her. "There's something so tempting about the thought of making your flawless skin bruised." She hummed out, the excitement building up in her as her dick was throbbing because of you. Jennie grabbed the hem of her sweatshirt, pulling it off and discarding it to the side, you didn't have time to admire her naked upper body when she pushed you back down to your back. She grabbed your wrists, knowing that you wouldn't be able to fight back because of the strength difference before pinning them above your head with her one hand.

Jennie was already lost in her lust as she put her lips against yours, her hand coming up to your neck as she forced you to stay in place as she kissed you roughly. It was impossible to kiss back the same way as you trailed after her mouth and tongue that were assaulting your mouth with her grip slowly tightening on your neck. Your strained sigh made her loosen her grip on your pulse points while her grip on your wrist stayed as tight as it was from the start– the tightness stopping your blood from flowing like it should and you could already feel how the tips of your fingers were tingling. Jennie started to kiss down your mouth, sucking on your lower lip before pulling on it and releasing it, her lips trailing down your skin, the wetness of her open mouthed kisses making you shiver as the patches of skin turned cold instantly, her grip coming back on your neck. Your breathing got heavy and needy as her grip started to tighten again and your wrists got released from her grip, feeling the blood starting to flow back to your cold fingertips.

The wet sound of her kissing your collarbones while you whined, your vision blurring for a second and you squirmed under her, her fingers still pressing onto the pulse points below your jaw, not letting the blood pass like needed. "I thought that you didn't want it pretty?" Jennie grumbled against your skin, her fingers releasing some of the pressure they had on your pulse, feeling how it all flowed back to your brain and the light-headedness disappeared. A gasp came from your mouth instead when she bit the skin right above your left boob, the pain spreading in that area. "I do-." You got cut off through your heavy breaths, the pressure coming back. "Then be quiet...A whore doesn't get to complain." Jennie demanded and another moan spilled from your lips like dripping honey as her tongue swirled your nipple. You tried to squeeze your thighs but to no avail as Jennie was between your legs, her free hand coming to your knee as she harshly pushed it away- not allowing you to try and squeeze them together. "I have to be on...set tomorrow." You managed to let out, knowing how easily your skin bruised- it was enough to hold you a bit harder or you would bump into a hard surface hard or not and you would have a bruise the next day. It would be a hassle for the makeup team to cover the marks and bruises for the filming of the movie.

Your hips bucked up only to get pressed back down harshly with Jennie's free hand, slight annoyance going through your girlfriend at your words. "I don't care." She simply mumbled with her mouth still on your breast. There was no fighting that as her grip continued to tighten and loosen, although it wasn't loosening as much as it was tightening. All your trust was in Jennie's hands- the hands that weren't playing gently when it came to bed. Her hand kept pressing down on your hip, holding them in place. You couldn't take the heat that was between your legs, it was getting uncomfortable as you had been close two times now only for you to not get your orgasm. Jennie was too busy with leaving your breasts glistening in her saliva though, the tips of her fingers digging into your hip bone. "Can you do something more?" You let out, the annoyance in your voice ticking something off in Jennie who pulled away, the grip on your throat and hip disappearing. Her left hand landed beside your head and the right that was on your throat a second ago, collided with your cheek and you whimpered at the slight stinging when her palm met your cheek. Jennie grabbed hold of your cheeks with her hand to make you look at her as her palm never left your cheek after the slap.

"Don't tell me how to fuck you or I won't fuck you at all." Your lower lip puckered as you gave her a small pout and she saw the tremble in your lips and eyes that gathered tears in them. Jennie smiled at that as she was looking down at you, a spark of excitement went through her before she remembered that you loved shedding crocodile tears as you could cry on command and were great at acting in any situation. She knew that you were trying to manipulate her into doing what you wanted. Acting was what you did for a living. "If you are going to cry, I want it to be real Y/n." A shiver went through your spine at her words as your tears fell out of the corners of your eyes, hitting the duvet under you when you blinked. There was just something about seeing you miserable, crying and in pain with all your trust in her hands that made Jennie's stomach twist and turn in an amazing way that she was addicted to. Although she had learned your ways and what was a façade and what was real, it took her extremely long to figure it all out though with how convincing you were. You still managed to trick her at times though...it worked great to manipulate her in bed and get what you wanted faster than she intended. Although Jennie wanted real tears, pleas, mewls and begging.

She caressed your cheek with her thumb gently, the opposite of the slap you received even though it wasn't too hard, just a slight sting. "Please." You pleaded, and Jennie watched in amusement as you still didn't drop the act even if you knew that she knew. Her thumb ran over your lower lip before she parted her own lips, making you copy her and her thumb found its way into your mouth. "You're always so hot with your mouth." Jennie mumbled as she pushed her thumb further into your mouth as you sucked, your warm tongue coating her finger as she watched you in a daze. You sucked, your cheeks hollowing as she pulled it out of your mouth, pulling your lower lip before removing her hand from your face. Your breathing got heavier as she moved down and grabbed the hem of your sweats, hooking her fingers on them before she started to pull them down. Your hips lifted to help her as inch by inch the soft material got removed until it landed on the floor, leaving you in your black Calvin Klein thongs and before you could even think that she would remove those too, she went back to kissing your skin.

You held back the frustration that almost slipped past your lips as she was building up your neediness. Your hands ran down to her head, running your fingers through her hair, holding it back as her ticklish kisses and breaths made you suck in your stomach. Jennie kissed the skin between your breasts, kissing down slowly, your chest heaving. Her right hand came up to your side as ran her fingers over your ribs, feeling each and every bone under your skin with her fingers. You got goosebumps, the touch tickling in a pleasurable way as you closed your eyes, registering every little signal your nerves sent to your brain. "I will actually get sad...if you tell me that...you would fuck a paid whore this way." You managed to say through your light and breathy moans since her slow and sensual touches were messing with your brain that was expecting more. The fact that she wanted to at first fuck you like a paid whore only to do this was pissing you off...this was way too intimate. Jennie continued to kiss your stomach that you would suck in because of the kisses she left- she clearly heard what you said. She licked up your stomach, the tip of her tongue disappearing from your skin and you looked at her as she sat up, watching Jennie unzip her bottoms as she licked her lips.

"Let me show you how I would use you if you were a paid whore...Cause right now you are a free one darling."Jennie spoke and you were about to sit up as she unzipped her bottoms, but you got pushed back down in an instant. Your breathing got heavy as you watched her stop, her eyes darting to your silk robe that was laying on the corner of the bed, almost falling off. She straddled you and reached for it, removing the black silk belt from it as you tilted your head back curiously watching her. You took in a sharp breath when she sat back straight and grabbed hold of your wrists, raising them above your head and pinning them down on the mattress. "Tell me when it's getting too tight." Jennie informed as she started to tie the silk belt from the robe around your wrists, roughly handling you with no stop and you could still feel the grip she had on your throat earlier. "Fuck, that's-." You hissed and tried to pull your hands away when she tightly tied the knot, but she held your hands in place using her one hand, the other grabbing onto your jaw as she looked down at you with her head tilted. "It's silk, you will be fine." Jennie reassured and you frowned, trying to move your hands but her grip only tightened on both your wrists and jaw- the grip on your jaw was starting to feel bone-crushing.

"Then why did you tell me to inform you when it's too tight?" You grumbled with Jennie still sitting on top of you, a small smile on her face that held malice behind it and you squirmed under her, your thighs rubbing together as you were craving for her. Your brain was already thinking about how she knew how to please you. "Cause I like giving hope just to crush it." Jennie replied and let go of you, the pain slowly easing from your jaw and wrists- although your wrists were still tightly tied together, cutting your circulation and it wouldn't be long until your fingers would feel numb. She moved to get off you as you watched her. "Hands stay up and if they do come down..." Jennie trailed off and you watched how the corners of her mouth slowly raised into an almost sickening smile. You weren't sure if you liked it or not, but it didn't matter when she removed her jeans, the material hitting the floor as she left it a mystery what would happen if your hands came down...You didn't want to find out so when she grabbed the hem of your Clavin's you gripped onto the duvet with your hands, watching her slowly pull them down with a smile on her face.

Jennie bit her lower lip and your eyes went to the print in her tight boxer briefs, her dick hard and resting on her thigh. Thinking of her thick cock and how it felt when she would fuck you, made your thighs rub together which Jennie took notice of. "You're such a desperate and needy fucking slut Y/n." Jennie scoffed and reached for your wrists, seeing how needy you were. She was going to put your needs last and she pulled you up by your hands with her one hand. She ran her hand over your cheek and to the back of your head as she towered over you, shuddering at how gentle she was being. "Please Jennie." You begged her and whimpered in pain as she gripped your hair, pulling your head back so you would look up at her. Her jaw clenched and you sniffled while looking into her eyes, tears spilling from your eyes. "You're pathetic...What would your friends say if they saw you like this? What would your coworkers say? Your fans? What would they all say if they saw you all naked, bruised, and crying in bed, begging for me to fuck you?" A mewl came from your lips at her words, her lips brushing against yours as she spoke, looking right into your glistening eyes, the words arousing you so much that even more tears started to spill.

When you didn't answer her Jennie yanked more on your hair and a small moan slipped your lips, the tears running down your cheeks to your neck. "What would they all say? Would you be able to live with this disgrace?" Jennie asked again and another sniffle came from you as you shook your head. "They would look down on me." You replied in a small voice, the whole thing only arousing you even more. "They would, but that only arouses you, doesn't it? You love this don't you?" You hummed, looking into her eyes and your tied-together hands innocently grabbed the hem of her boxers since she was so close to you, yet so far. Jennie pulled her hips away from you though and you whimpered as she guided you by the hair she had bunched up in her fist. You stumbled off the bed and she let go as she stood in front of you, the two of you standing by the bed, moving your hands around that were getting cold from how there was barely any blood running to them.

"Get on your knees Y/n." Jennie ordered, her gaze holding no mercy or tenderness, the tears drying up on your cheeks, your skin ticking at the teardrop that was rolling down your chest. You dropped onto your knees in front of Jennie looking up at her as she was looking down at you- always looking down at you in bed. "Being needy doesn't get you what you beg for...You get to suck my dick instead since that's something you are good at." Jennie spoke as she stroked herself through the material of the white boxers, her outline so prominent as you looked at the wet spot where her tip had leaked with pre-cum. You watched as she pulled them down, her dick coming out from the boxers that went down her thighs, Jennie kicking them aside when they were by her feet. Your hands rested between your thighs as Jennie stepped closer to you, with her hand wrapped around the base of her cock, the bulbous tip leaking with pre-cum. Jennie held onto the top of your head by your hair to hold your head in place and she guided her tip towards your mouth.

"You always look so pretty with my cum on your face...So I never know if I should cum in your mouth or on your face." Jennie spoke as she ran her tip over your lips, smearing the pre-cum on them, the warmth spreading on your lips. She continued to rub her tip over your soft and plump lips although your mouth didn't open as she pushed between your lips. "Be a good cock warmer and open your dirty mouth." Jennie said and groaned as she used her hard dick to slap your cheek with it. She slapped you again a bit harder on your cheek with her dick, making you open your mouth this time. You stuck your tongue out and she placed her heavy tip on your tongue and you welcomed her cock into your warm and wet mouth. Jennie hummed as you wrapped your lips around her, watching you as your tongue swirled around the tip that was in your mouth.

A muffled squeak came from your mouth as she shoved her cock further into your mouth, Jennie moaning as she started to thrust in and out. "I'm gonna fuck your pretty face, princess...You won't be able to speak tomorrow on set with how sore your throat will be." Jennie groaned out before biting her lower lip and tightening the grip on you to be able to thrust harder and faster. You whined in disagreement, your mouth stuffed with your girlfriend's cock as she went further and further down your mouth. You really needed your voice for tomorrow, but Jennie obviously didn't care as you gagged when her tip hit the back of your throat. "Fuck, you're my favourite toy." She moaned her other hand grabbing onto your head too as she continued to fuck your mouth like you were a sex doll and nothing else, stripping you of all your worth. You could feel how the wetness was smearing on your inner thighs that kept rubbing together as your eyes started to water again.

"How long can you hold me?" Jennie questioned and you gagged again when she pushed herself into your throat, stalling her movement. You looked up at her through your lashes, the tears falling with your nose brushing her abdomen. Jennie watched you with her lips parted, her cock twitching at the view of her cock stuffed far down your warm and tight throat and the tears that fell down your eyes. You squirmed, closing your eyes and trying to pull away as you were not able to breathe properly. "What? It's hard to understand you with dick in your mouth." Jennie mocked, holding you in place and you gave her pleading eyes with a mewl, desperately trying to pull away with discomfort on your face. She pulled out of your mouth and you coughed with a sob in between your coughing as your gaze fell to the floor, your body shuddering. "Look at me." Jennie seriously said- worried, the worry on her face disappearing in an instant when you looked up at her and she saw how quickly you pouted to mask your smile.

She grabbed her cock again, slapping her tip against your lips to signal you to open your mouth again for her. "I will make you choke on my dick for that." Jennie informed you, not liking the fact that you managed to trick her with that so easily as she genuinely got worried that she overstepped it, but you were clearly enjoying yourself. "Please no, I will be good." You mumbled with a slight quiver in your voice from your "crying", pulling your face away from her needy cock but she pulled you back in. "I don't care for good girls...Now open your mouth or I won't fuck you at all." Jennie said and with feigned reluctance you opened your mouth, her dick coated in your saliva found its way back into your mouth. She sighed at the feeling of your lips wrapping around it and ran her hand through your hair, gathering it into a ponytail- a few strands still falling onto your face. "I want you to look me in my eye while I fuck your mouth like a worthless slut." You moaned at that looking up at her, your face stained with tears and Jennie felt the heat pooling in her stomach from just looking at you so miserably and messy.

She started to move again, not sparing any time as you were gagging on her cock again, the lewd sounds of her cock making your spit run down your chin as you weren't doing more than just holding her dick in your mouth. "Even a whore wouldn't let me fuck her like this." Jennie groaned, her eyes glued to yours as your tears spilled with muffled mewls and moans, the back of your throat getting abused by her length. You whined, squirming as you were on your knees before her, clearly enjoying it as you got used and degraded. "I'm so close." Jennie moaned, feeling on the edge before shoving her dick down your throat for a second time, stalling her movements and shuddering at how your throat squeezed her throbbing tip. "Show me your tongue when I pull out." You hummed at that, her lips parting at the feeling and she pulled out, not having the time to catch your breath you held your tongue out for her as she pumped herself. "Oh God." With that her cum spurted right out of her tip, most landing on your tongue and the rest on your chin and cheek.

Jennie wobbled slightly on her legs as she looked at you and you closed your mouth, swallowing. "You're so good." Jennie praised and tugged on your hair so you would stand up, as you did you could feel the stickiness between your thighs and your numbing fingers. Jennie pulled you closer to her, looking at her cum that was still warm on your face before pulling you into a kiss- it didn't last long when she yanked you away by your hair. "You fucking bitch." She hissed and you couldn't help the smile that appeared on your lips as you spat all her cum into her mouth since you never swallowed any of it, making her do it instead. "Oh so that's funny?" Jennie questioned, wiping at her mouth with her forearm while still having a grip on your hair. You stifled a laugh, moving your hands at how uncomfortable it was starting to get from how hard they were tied. "I'm sorry...It kind of was." You admitted and she sucked air through her teeth while you sniffled, still gathering yourself from the crying you did which was unnecessary when she slapped you again- your cheek only stinging slightly since she never slapped you harder than you liked.

You pouted at her and raised your tied up hands instead, deciding to keep quiet about how she just swallowed her own cum. "It's hurting." You said since you couldn't get the silk to loosen around your wrists. She let go of your hair and both her hands came to the silk as she removed itt, your hands tingling back to life as you wiggled your fingers, looking at them. A gasp came from your mouth at the unexpected manhandling since you were busy with your hands when she turned you around and bent you over the foot of the bed. Pressing you down before grabbing your both hands again and you whimpered when you felt the material back on your wrists. "Let's see how funny you think that this is." Jennie said, tying the robe belt around your wrists, not as tightly this time, but still tight enough to keep you from being able to slip your hands out. You buried your face in the duvet and tried to just move away but she held much more strength than you. Jennie leaned over you and you rested on your cheek, coming face to face with her, feeling her heavy dick resting against your ass cheek as she was still hard. "You do remember the word you say when you don't like it anymore, right?" Jennie asked just to make sure because she wasn't going to let you fool her again- you enjoyed your little manipulation games and knew that Jennie may be loved when you cried, but not if it was from actual discomfort.

You hummed, nodding your head, feeling drained from how frustrating the heat between your legs was now. There was throbbing between your legs and the sheets you were laying on were getting ruined since it was all flowing down. "I will make you cry from how good I will fuck you, darling." Jennie mumbled as she kissed your shoulder, trailing kisses down your back and you hummed. "You already made me cry." You pointed out and Jennie kissed down your spine. "Don't be a smartass now...It won't do you good." Jennie said and you shivered when she pecked both of your Venus dimples. "It's the truth th-." You got cut off for your own good as her palm landed right on your ass, a whine from pain eliciting from you. "What was that?" Jennie mocked, looking at you and when she saw you open your mouth you received another harsh slap on your ass, yelping in pleasurable pain as you bit down on the duvet with your face buried in it. "Act like a good slut Y/n and not a brat...I don't like when you're bratty." You huffed at her words and your ass stung as she landed her palm on your right ass cheek for the third time- the huff counting as unwanted attitude.

"I'm sorry...Please just use me like I was made for you to fuck and cum in me." You desperately said since you would probably use the safe word any minute now if you wouldn't get to orgasm- Jennie maybe didn't fool around, but neither did you really. Jennie hummed, holding onto the silk around your wrists with her left hand while her right guided her dick between your slick folds and that was enough to make you moan lightly. "Fuck." You moaned in pure bliss when she finally slid her cock into your needy and tight hole. Jennie had to stall all her movements as she almost came as she was on the edge from her first orgasm, knowing what a tantrum you would throw if she came already. She started to move again and you hummed while Jennie's pace picked up, her cock filling you to the brim. "You love taking my dick don't you?" Jennie groaned out with a puff of air coming from her lips as she gripped onto your hands with one hand, the other coming up to your shoulder, holding tightly before going harder. "I love it...I love your dick so much." You squeaked out between your uncontrollable moans as her pelvis slapped against the skin of your ass as she was pumping hard into you, the bed creaking in pain.

It felt like your insides were getting messed up by her cock, the thrusts hurting but also bringing you joy at how good she felt. Her fingers pushed into the skin on your shoulder from how hard she was holding onto you for leverage and you continued to moan, the heat gathering south as she continued to rub with her dick on your spot. "Have you ever told anyone how much you love getting fucked over in bed?" Jennie questioned, her cock penetrating deep inside you and your legs spasmed, your walls squeezing around her, the pulsating of your warm walls around her throbbing cock made you both moan. "Y-Yes." You choked out, burying your face into the duvet again as you were starting to get close. "You're such a whore for that...Did you tell them how much of a slut you are for my dick? How you beg for it? How you let me do whatever I want with you?" You could only whine, feeling like you were on the brink of your orgasm and your legs tensed up.

"Fuck Jennie, I'm so close. Please, let me cum." You pathetically begged with tears spilling from your eyes again as you were so close that it was getting painful that you weren't on cloud9 yet. Jennie moved both her hands to your tiny waist and held onto it, the girl behind you panting as she went harder and deep. Your high moans occupied the whole room with the slapping of your and Jennie's skin who was balls deep inside you, waiting to release all her cum into your greedy pussy that was clenching around her so you could milk her. Heat went through your whole body as you pushed into her when you reached your orgasm, your ears ringing and a cry came from your mouth, tears falling when you squeezed your eyes shut. Jennie felt how much your walls started to throb around her cock from your orgasm, the throbbing being uncomfortable for you as it hurt from the intense release you got. Jennie continued to fuck you like a toy as you laid on the bed, trying to catch your breath as the bed creaked and your whole body moved from her hard thrusts.

Jennie lifted you slightly by your waist before wrapping both arms around your waist, laying flush against your back with her front. Her hot breath fanned the crook of your neck as she thrust deep one last time and you moaned while she whimpered when she came. The hot cum shooting right into you and filling you up more than you already were by her cock.

"That was cute." You teased as the older girl laid on top of you, catching her breath while snuggling into your neck. "What was?" Jennie questioned as she left soft kisses on your skin. "Your little whimper." You said with a giggle and Jennie groaned, pulling away from you and standing up on her legs that felt like jelly. "Don't even start." She said as she felt a bit embarrassed because of it since it was the opposite of what she was doing to you the whole time. You hummed while she untied your wrists, feeling the silk disappear you pushed yourself up and turned to Jennie while sitting on the foot of the bed. Jennie crouched down in front of you and took hold of your wrists gently, seeing how red they were. "Are you fine? Is anything hurting you? Your cheek is a bit red...Your ass too." Jennie worriedly said since she was the complete opposite in bed and outside of it- which was why you loved her so much...She was just the sweetest and cuddliest person you had ever met.