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patheticsub!beyoncé x meandom!fem!reader

word count: 542 (rain the yappatron will return in avengers doomsday)

cw: impact play, name calling, degradation, orgasm denial, foreplay (kinda?), hair pulling

a/n: this is heavily inspired by that one line haunted & the one in rocket. with this, i feel like my fics are getting freakier? like im less ashamed to display my freak?

it wasn't extremely hard to get her in this state, but extremely rare.

the two of you had a tendency to switch but it was never to this degree.

beyoncé was now on her knees in front of you, it was a wild fantasy of hers and she begged you to partake.

she would have never fathomed how much she liked being treated like this.

she dawned a nice satin robe while you were still fully dress, just getting home.

"mistress.." she whined, looking up to you with those pretty, hazel eyes.

"i told you, no. at least not right now." you said as you sat back picking up your phone, trying to pretend the name did not affect you.

she rested her head on your lap. an inhale that turned into a whine.

she really was enjoying this.

"dumb girl, can't be patient." you murmur, dropping your phone, and curling your hand into her blonde locks.

the sound that rips from her throat is just beautiful.

"'m so sorry, mistress." she whimpers.

"so pathetic, silly girl would take anything i gave her, huh?" you coo.

"yes, mistress." she moans.

you wind your hand back and she doesn't flinch. a loud thwack indicating the blow.

her face blooms red but neither of you are focusing on that nor what it could leave behind.

heat rushed to her core and the long drawn sound that came from her shows just how good that made her feel.

"harder." she breathes. "hit me harder." she mumbles, soon chanting it, begging for it.

and you wind up another blow, and then two more.

"thank you, mistress. i love you, mistress." tumbles out of her mouth, her breathing uneven.

"could you cum from this?" you ask, genuinely curious.

"maybe." she shrugs, voice weak. "but i'm trying not to, gotta be good for you."

those hazel eyes look up to you once more, pleading.

and you wind up another slap. this time getting her with the front and back of your hand.

a loud grunt fills the air as she begins to pant heavier.

"don't you dare cum." you spit.

"i won't... if i do please punish me, mistress."

tears have began to well up in her eyes, you have to break character for a moment.

"baby, are you sure?" you soften.

"my love, please, the pain, it feels so good. makes me so wet." she mumbles, continuing to go on about how much she likes being hurt.

you put your brave face back on and continue.

5 more blows strike. the first two rather soft, then building up until almost all your strength.

the 6th. well.

you do indeed hit her with all your strength, but as that tear falls down her cheek, her body convulses.

"did you just fucking cum?" you echoed.

"no. no! mistress, i didn't." her eyes blown wide.

"don't lie to me." you challenge her, hand reaching down to touch her over her panties.

you press ever so slightly and she hisses. a clear indicator.

"i'm sorry." she apologizes, pathetically, a smirk hiding beneath.

"over my knee." you demand.

and she obeys.

"count." your voice booms, hand coming in contact with the soft skin of her ass.

a cry, then a meek 'one'.

div credit @/pixopix

tags: @mydearestbee @echovilles @arielletheemermaidd

brattybottom!beyoncé x dom!fem!reader

word count: 834 (rain the yappatron is not present here)

cw: established relationship, shibari/bondage, condescending praise, dacryphilia, mommy kink, edging, overstimulation, blindfolds (damn ts freaky as hell), fingering, squirting, vibrators

summary: you punish your girlfriend after she breaks one of the only rules you two have. not to come without the others permission.

a/n: writing two back to back bondage fics, can we take a guess what i like.

tags: @echovilles @mydearestbee

you had taken your time tying her up all nice and keeping yourself out of view, a nice way to build up anticipation so that you could have your way with your lover.

it took some time for it to happen but you were just waiting.

whines filled the room as you moved the vibrator away from the vessel of nerves.

bey had tried to pretend it was affecting her before but soon came out a slew of please's and some other jargon you couldn't make out as she writhed against the ropes, hips lurching upward.

"well.. maybe you could cum if you would listen." you reply slyly.

"i-i, fuck," she moans out as you place the vibrator onto her clit once more. "i was so close." she whimpers out, her thighs attempting to close but failing as you pry them open.

you pull it away from her once more.

"fuck you." she grunts, body straining against the rope.

"aww, does it hurt?" you chuckle.

she takes a vow of silence.

"answer me. or i stop completely." you caution, causing a long whine to enter the air.

"let me cum." she stated, low and firm. "i wouldn't have done that yesterday if-"

"if what?" you question.

"if you didn't deny me a whole week because i flirted back, i couldn't help myself..." she pouted, anticipation was apparent in her voice.

you sat back on your heels, watching as she writhed, clicking the vibrator off completely so she could hear.

"no... no. baby, please... c'mon." she begged, body jolting slightly as she attempted to sit up and face where she assummed you were. "mmm, i know your smug ass is smirking, you should take this off me." she pants, referring to the blindfold.

"no. i don't think i should do anything you tell me actually." you say, placing the vibrator softly against her pulsing clit and then turning it to the highest setting.

the most guttural moans escape her body, chest heaving as her back arches off the bed.

"mommy." followed by a few pleas elude her but far too quiet for your liking.

"what did you say? c'mon baby you can be louder than that. be loud for me, i know you can do it. don't hold back." you voice.

she blatantly disobeys you, swallowing every sound she could possibly make.

you knew her too well, all the faces she made, and the ways she moved before she came.

once more the buzz of the vibrator stopped.

"mommy please i'm so sorry please i'll be good i'll listen just please let me cum i can't." she babbles, voice echoing through the room.

"there she is," you praise. "calm down and i'll let you cum."

she scoffs, and you're sure she rolled her eyes under that blindfold, but her body relaxed and breathing slowed.

you started it back again.

and she was just as loud as you wanted her to be. moans and whines bouncing and booming off the walls.

"y'know the rules, bey." you whispered.

"c-can i– can i cum please." she barely makes out.

"go ahead." you giggle.

swears are all you hear. bey's body convulses so violently you have to hold on to her for a moment.

and yet, you don't let up.

she practically shrieks when she realizes it.

"s-stop mommy, i can't." she whispers, voice hoarse.

the chant of i can't's and her pants are music to your ears.

"but i thought you wanted to cum? what happened to that?" you coo.

nothing comes from her but broken moans everytime she attempts to speak. she begins to try to kick at you but you quickly shut that down with a firm slap to her inner thigh causing her to whine out.

"'m gonna fucking cum. mommy i'm gonna cum." she wails, body twisting and turning.

"cum for me." you demand.

and that she does.

"can you give me one more? i'm sure you can do it," you challenge, pulling the toy back slightly. "y'know what to say if you can't." you assure.

she nods, words evading her.

and thats when you notice that she's crying.

"aww, my pretty thing is crying for me. doesn't it feel so good? so good to cum." you purr, wiping her tears and softly caressing her face.

"feels so good." she whispers, body shaking as the vibrator begins abuse her clit.

another abundance of broken moans break free from her.

the sound coming from the toy pressed against her is so lewd, she was dripping all over the sheets, and you'd knew she'd been waiting so long.

two fingers easily glide within her.

a broken 'fuck' fills your ears as you abuse her most sensitive spot.

if she wasn't restrained she'd be gripping your skin so tight.

she couldn't follow proper protocol now but all of that was out the window.

all of her juices now coated your fingers and your arm, her body completely falling slack as you removed yourself and the toy.

you use your dry hand to remove her blindfold and wipe her tears.

"i don't like you.. i'm so dizzy, right now." she rasps, chuckling slightly.

"i'm sorry, baby, but i did have to make it up to you." you reply, untying her and rubbing the marks the rope left behind.