#professors pet

Kate made it back to the classroom just in time, with 30 seconds to spare, out of breath, flushed and slightly sweaty. You smirked as she skidded into the room, an instant flush on her face as she caught your eyes before staring at the ground and maneuvering back to her seat. You walked up behind her, inhaling sharply. You could smell her. She was successful. “Good puppy,” you cooed in her ear, lifting her hand from the desk and biting her fingertips. She yelped slightly in surprise but almost immediately started squirming in her seat. Desperate again already. You tangled you fingers in her hair, tugging her hair back slightly as you smiled at her. You could see the pulse in her throat, her eyes wide and her breath ragged. It took every ounce of control you had to not throw all of your control out of the window, pin her to the desk and fuck her senseless. But there would be time for that. You released her suddenly at the sound of approaching feet, moving back to your desk and smirking as you glanced down at your schedule. This class was going to be fun.

Halfway into the lecture, you had already covered early civilization through the Roman Colosseum and the crime and punishment plays it produced. Now it was time to have some fun. “Ms. Bishop, if you could come to the front of the class and assist in a demonstration, please.” It wasn’t a request, and no one took it for one. Kate only hesitated for a moment before she was on her feet, attempting to tug her skirt down slightly from all the running she had done. It wasn’t successful.

“Yes Professor?” Kate’s eyes were wide, clearly unprepared for this particular seminar on punishment as public entertainment.

“Across all time periods, in all areas of the world, treason has been one of the most serious of offenses, who can tell me why?” You ignored Kate entirely, stepping to her side as your eyes swept the classroom. “Yes, Ms. Maximoff?”

“Because humanity is trash?” Wanda answered your question with a sarcasm you saw coming, and a smirk crossed your face.

“As eloquent an answer as that was, Ms. Maximoff, had you done the assigned reading – or written the correct assignment – it is incorrect.” You caught the faintest blush on Wanda’s face, and the faintest, corresponding smirk on Kate’s at your response. Kate remained standing at the front of her class facing the whiteboard, her hands clasped loosely behind her back as she moved nervously on her feet. She had no idea what was in store for her. She tensed as you approached behind her, your fingertips lightly tracing her shoulders.

“Vikings believed treason to be punishable by their most notorious of executions, the Blood Eagle. While this method has been refuted a few times, it does have significant descriptive evidence. Understanding the visual, however, is a bit difficult, which is why I’ve asked our lovely TA to help me demonstrate.” The class gasped collectively when you pulled a large, wickedly sharp knife out of your top desk drawer.

“The point of the blood eagle was, as is most public punishment, to send a message to anyone else who may have harbored thoughts of committing similar misdeeds.” You leaned closer to Kate, whispering in her ear, out of hearing of the rest of the class. “Relax, princess.” Kate squared her shoulders determinedly. The tip of the knife rested on her upper back, directly between the blades of her shoulders.

“The cuts would begin here, deep enough to expose the bone underneath.” You traced the blade along Kate’s spine, down to the middle of her back. “The entire time, the ‘traitor’ would be conscious, awake, and – most importantly – silent. To scream or show weakness during this process was to have the gates of Valhalla closed to you forever, the worst possible outcome for a Viking warrior.” You glanced around the room again, catching a strange glimmer in Wanda’s eyes as her vision fixated on the blade you were wheeling. Kate, on the other hand, sighed in relief when the knife slid back into the drawer, earning a low chuckle. It was going to get so much worse. You stalked to the cabinet in the corner, pulling out a curved, ornately handled axe. You loved this part. The reaction was audible from across the room.

“With the spine and ribs exposed, this is the next step. The ribs would be meticulously separated from the spine, allowing them to be spread open.” You clicked the next slide on the projector, depicting a skull with its ribs spread. “Then the lungs would be placed on top of the ribs, resembling the folded wings of an Eagle, hence the name.” You tried to hide your smile when you noticed that half of the class – including the guys – had started turning greenish. Kate was a lovely shade of red, however, but you couldn’t tell yet if it was embarrassment or something else, though you were leaning towards the latter. Wanda alone seemed unphased. You smirked slightly. Interesting. The bell rang, signaling the end of your day, and the merciful end to today’s demonstration for Kate. The class filed out; Kate eying the axe still clutched in your grip.

“Do you know how to use all of those?” She asked softly. You glanced down at the weapon, hefting it lightly and testing its weight.

“Yes.” You shrugged, replacing the axe and securely locking the cabinet. You didn’t want to talk about it. Not now. Possibly not ever. “Get our things, please. We’re going home.” Kate snapped to action faster than you thought possible and you watched as she collected the pile of papers you now had to grade, as well as your materials, placing them all neatly into your messenger bag, which you slung easily over your shoulder. As you walked towards the car, Kate’s hand bumped yours and you smiled as her skin lingered for a moment, like she was trying to hold your hand. Sweet thing.

…

Three hours later and you had walked Lucky, made dinner, made sure Kate ate dinner and took Lucky out for his post-dinner pee. You sunk finally into your desk chair, sighing at the stack of papers in front of you.

“Professor?” Kate’s voice was soft. “Can I do anything for you?”

“Come here and be a good girl while I get some work done, okay? Tell me what you learned today.” You gestured to the floor beside your chair, and Kate nodded, moving towards you with something extended in her hand. Her leash. Your eyes softened immediately. “Such a good girl.” Kate blushed at the praise, and again as your fingers slid up the center of her chest to link the chain to her collar. You tugged slightly, and the younger woman immediately went to her knees without hesitation. With the leash wrapped securely around your wrist, your hand started playing with Kate’s hair as she spoke to you softly about your classes and the subjects you had covered. You grabbed the pen off of your desk, moved the chair slightly closer and got to work.

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Two hours later and your fingers were drumming on the desk and muttering under your breath at the audacity that some of these students had for wasting your time. Kate whined beside you slightly, and you shifted your attention to where she was lightly pushing on your leg. “What is it princess?” You murmur, smiling down at her, grateful for the momentary distraction. Your eyebrows raised as her hands started moving higher. Puppy was testing her boundaries, and it was adorable. She got mid-thigh before you tugged the leash, still wrapped in your left hand. “What are you doing?” Your voice was sharp, but not unkind. Kate bit her lip, staring up at you.

“I want to help, Professor.” Kate continued chewing on her bottom lip as you stared at her for a moment before nodding and sliding back from your desk enough to allow her access. You gave the leash as much slack as possible while still holding on for the moment as her fingers moved slowly up your thighs. She increased pressure on your skin beneath your joggers before moving higher. You let her get to the waistband before you caught her hands, shaking your head.

“Not yet,” you growled. Kate’s jaw jutted almost defiantly – it was adorable – but nothing that a slight tug couldn’t fix. Instead of pulling back, however, Kate continued forward, her mouth pressing against the fabric of your joggers directly over your core, making you catch your breath. Fuck. Her mouth began moving against you, trying to get as much of you as she could with the fabric blocking her from her target. Your fingers clenched against the arms of the chair as your grip on the leash tightened, holding her against you. Her mouth was muffled, but you could hear faint whines as she tried to get closer to you any way she could.

You moved her hands back down to your thighs as you pulled the next paper in front of you, resuming your grading.

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An hour later and Kate’s whines had grown louder, her fingers digging grooves into your thighs as she clutched onto you, her mouth still trying to get to you any way it could. She found a particularly sensitive spot and nipped at it, and you twitched involuntarily, glancing down to see her smiling up at you, her hands starting their way upwards towards your waistband again. She hesitated when she got there, watching you closely. You nodded. She got your joggers and boxers down only as far as necessary before her mouth was on you and you were pushing your hips up to meet her tongue. Dropping the leash in favor of her hair, you gripped tightly, grinding against the woman on her knees in front of you. Her hands moved up over your stomach, digging into your skin. You watched as she devoured you, desperate for you and you felt your entire body clenching already. You tugged on her hair, momentarily pulling her mouth away and she whined loudly. “Please,” she whispered. You panted slightly as you stared at her, covered in you and begging to continue. You felt your abdomen tense, every nerve ending on fire as you stared at her before nodding and releasing your grip. Kate immediately resumed, her tongue flicking your clit before she started sucking. She remembered.

Your brain was already buzzing and you relaxed in your chair, feeling everything at once. Kate’s eyes locked on yours as your breath caught in your chest. You were close, and she knew it. “Fuck,” the expletive was more like a growl as your stomach clenched. Instead of stopping or pausing, Kate merely raised her eyebrows in a silent plea. You nodded. “Okay baby,” you murmured, your hand caressing her cheek softly as she smiled, humming against your clit, pleased with your response. Her sucking intensified and it was all you could do to hang on as you went crashing over the edge far easier than usual, nearly drowning the girl on her knees in front of you. When you finally tugged her head away from your still pulsing clit, she was grinning at you. Cheeky.

You smirked, retrieving the leash and tugging upright while you stood, stepping out of your joggers all the way in the process. Your mouth crashed against hers as you nipped at her lips, tasting yourself all over her. She moaned into you as you pushed her into your desk, holding her in place as your tongue reclaimed her mouth after a long day. She was already squirming, trying to get as close to you as possible. Pulling away finally, you lead her across the room, allowing her hands to lift your shirt over your head on the way while your fingers worked the buttons on hers. You pointed to the drawer beside the bed and smirked as Kate’s eyes widened when she opened it, blushing furiously as she selected what she wanted and handed it to you. When you crashed into her after fastening it securely, you both fell backwards onto the bed, the strap bumping against her through her skirt and making her whine. You chuckled as you lifted yourself off of her enough for her to remove the last of her clothing before she tugged you down again, your bodies finally crashing together desperately. When you finally ended up on your back, Kate slid onto the strap easily, her hands gripping your shoulders as you guided her hips, moving her much more slowly than she would have liked.

“Fuck Professor,” she was whining, her head thrown back as you pulled her hips down the rest of the way, plunging into her. Her thighs clenched around your legs, fingers digging into you as your grip finally relaxed, allowing her to move. The two of you began to move together like you’d been doing it for ages, and you almost drooled at the sight of the leash moving against her flushed skin, making her react to the cool metal when it brushed a sensitive spot. When Kate’s hips stopped moving in a recognizable rhythm, your grip returned, forcing her to slow down. You tugged on the leash, making her lean down over you as you licked her lips. “Please,” she whimpered into you when you broke apart again. You smirked. Your hold on her hips released again as your hands started wandering up her back, and Kate didn’t waste the opportunity. She started grinding against you immediately, your fingertips tracing little patterns all over her skin. You pinched her nipples roughly, making her gasp and shake slightly on top of you. Her whines turned into almost-screams when your thumb pressed down against her clit. Kate’s entire body tensed in a desperate attempt to keep the orgasm at bay. “Fuck..please…can I?” The syllables were so stuttered that it didn’t sound like English, but you got the gist.

“Cum for me pretty girl, but don’t make me wait.” Kate nodded as you leaned forward, your fingers digging into your back as your teeth sank into her neck, letting her ride you. You held her securely, feeling the orgasm rip through her violently before you changed your mind. “Good girl,” you whispered, kissing her cheek softly and smiling. Kate’s post-orgasmic glow was almost angelic. You guided her off your lap as she sank down in the bed, her head nesting into your chest.

“How much more do you have to work, Professor?” She asked finally, breaking the easy silence between you. You growled, a low rumble in your chest, and Kate tensed, nuzzling into your skin to soothe you.

“Just a little while,” you answered finally, taking a deep breath and preparing to move. Kate whined when you began to sit up and you grinned down at her. “Want more?” You asked teasingly, your eyebrow raising. She nodded and smiled, a blush easily moving across her face.

“I just want to help,” Kate murmured, smirking up at you. You laughed, triggering a glowing smile on the younger woman’s face.

Chronological Order (in progress)

D1

Kate and I left the gym not long after Yelena swaggered her way out, no doubt already imagining all the fun we could have. Kate kept stealing glances at you but could barely contain her excitement. She was practically wagging her tail, you noticed. You couldn’t stop staring at her ass on a good day, and today was something else entirely. She squirmed in the passenger seat as soon as you made sure she was strapped in and you chuckled softly as you climbed in beside her. She was pawing at you immediately, panting in your ear, practically sitting on the consul between you while still managing to stay buckled into her seat. Barely.

“Shhh…” your voice, barely a rumble in the quiet car, had an immediate calming effect on the woman beside you, and she stilled instantly, if not temporarily. You guided her back into her seat, your hand landing on her thigh and squeezing. She whined. “You still all worked up, princess?” You glanced over at her at a red light, and she nodded, biting her lip and staring at you. “Sit back for me, baby.” Kate obeyed immediately, and your fingertips expertly dipped below her skirt. Her underwear was soaking already, you had edged her for hours then forced her to work out in a way in which she was unaccustomed. It seems that getting knocked on her ass repeatedly worked for her. “Wider,” you growled, your eyes never leaving the road as Kate both spread her legs and whined simultaneously. Your fingertips found her clit through the thin fabric easily, it was nearly vibrating from just the thought of your attention.

“Fuck, please.” Her voice was a whine as she pushed against you, desperate for more friction. You pinched the tender area slightly, earning a moan before you released it, sliding your fingers past her underwear and inside of her slowly. She was literally dripping and you smirked. Kate was practically riding your fingers now and she nearly cried when you pulled into your parking spot at the apartment and removed your hand.

“Don’t worry, princess. You’re going to get what you want in a way you may not like,” your voice was a growl as you helped her out of the car, your fingertips brushing down her back and over her ass as you guided her to walk in front of you.

Upstairs, you had to practically manhandle Kate into a kneeling position by tugging on her leash. She was so worked up her entire body was practically vibrating, and you chuckled every time you watched her. Right on time, two sharp knocks on the door. You turned towards Kate, a big smile on your face. “Natasha trained me with a deliberate defiant streak. I trained Yelena to be a brat.” The smile on your face widened as Kate began to understand what was coming. “You gonna be a good girl for me, puppy?” Kate nodded and you smiled, kissing her chastely on the cheek before tugging the leash as you moved towards the door.

“я скучаю по тебе,” Yelena’s smile was genuine when you opened the door, and you were not entirely surprised to see the figure behind her. Wanda Maximoff, a red leather collar around her neck, the leash held securely in Yelena’s fist. You stiffened as the blonde stepped forward, her free hand grabbing the collar of your shirt, tugging you closer. You smirked before tugging her braid, wrenching her head back as she gasped at you.

“Nothing’s changed, little one. I’m still in charge here.” Your voice was growly, and you could hear Kate squirming behind you already.

“да Мастер,” Yelena gasped, her honey-hazel eyes locked on yours. Behind you, Kate was practically panting, and judging by what you could see of Ms. Maximoff, she was not in much better shape.

“хороший питомец.” You released Yelena’s hair and she released your collar, display of dominance complete. You moved to the side, allowing the blonde to get a good look at Kate behind you. Yelena licked her lips and smiled at you.

“You’ve done well with her,” she murmured appreciatively, and Kate flushed immediately at the praise. You grinned and kissed her red cheek, tracing her other cheek with your fingertips.

“She’s a good puppy,” you murmured, nuzzling your forehead against her affectionately. Kate was whining and pushing against you everywhere you touched, desperately trying to get closer.

“Do we reward her now or make her wait a little longer?” Yelena came up behind you as she spoke, her hands wrapping around your waist as her lips moved across the back of your neck. You smirked as Kate’s eyes went wide. You didn’t know if she was consciously aware of her whining anymore, but it was getting louder by the second.

“Let’s give them a show. She can wait a little longer.” You grinned when Kate scowled at you before your eyebrows raised and you snapped your fingers. Kate blinked and backed down immediately. “Can’t you, princess?” You caught her chin in your fingers before your thumb moved across her lips. She opened automatically and the pad of your thumb pressed down on her tongue. She started sucking and Yelena laughed into your neck as she began nipping your skin.

“I think she likes it,” Yelena murmured, her lips finding your ear next, making instant goosebumps march across your skin. You frowned.

“Use your words, princess, or you’re going to be waiting all night,” you warned, the edge back in your voice.

“Don’t answer her, Kate, that means I get her mouth all to myself,” Yelena’s teasing was pushing the boundaries and she knew it. You were going to fuck the smirk off of her later for her teasing.

“Y..yes professor.” Kate finally murmured, stumbling over her mouth in an active attempt not to drool. It wasn’t working. You smiled proudly. Yelena grumbled in your ear.

You made your way up to the bedroom loft area as a group, each carrying some water and a variety of snacks for later. After a quick appraisal of the room – it had been awhile since Yelena had been over – the blonde looped the end of Wanda’s leash over the desk chair before sitting on the edge of the bed, a smirk on her face as she made grabby hands in your direction. You chuckled. “Down,” you snapped and pointed at a spot on the floor out of reach of Wanda or the bed. Yelena raised her eyebrows.

“You’re not going to secure her?” She asked, her voice doubtful. You grinned.

“No need to, right puppy?” You cupped Kate’s face tenderly and smiled as she grinned up at you, nodding. “Such a good girl for me. Enjoy the show, baby, okay?” Kate’s lip caught between her teeth and she nodded again, her eyes shifting between you and the blonde already sprawled out on your bed, waiting for you. You glanced at the backpack Yelena brought that she had slung to the floor. “Show me.” You ordered. Yelena blushed slightly, but nodded and reached for the bag. After a round of silent communication, she handed you the strap on. Kate blinked at the other instrument. You turned at the sound of a chain rattling. Wanda. She was scowling, staring in your direction defiantly. You turned back to Yelena. “Strip.” You ordered. She stood and began complying immediately. Now you could focus your attention on Ms. Maximoff.

“What’s your problem, котенок?” Your voice was placatingly kind, a fact that Wanda certainly picked up on. Yelena chuckled behind you.

“Natasha says she’s not allowed to cum, but play with her as much as you like.” She explained, her accent even thicker than normal. You grinned. This was going to be fun.

“Is that right, котенок?” You asked, crouching in front of Wanda and smiling. She glared at you. You loved that fire in her.

“Fuck you.” She spat at you vehemently. You grinned.

“Pretty sure I’m the one who’s going to be doing the fucking, kitten. Be a good girl and watch for me, okay?” The tip of your tongue traced over Wanda’s lips and they parted automatically but you pulled back before she could take advantage. She whined. Your attention went back to a now very naked Yelena. “Put it on me.” The blonde knelt in front of you as she stripped your pants and underwear off, in sudden close proximity with your crotch and she was already almost drooling. You smirked at her eagerness and your hand on the back of her head guided her forward. “Go ahead,” you encouraged her and her tongue immediately slipped between her lips, tracing around your clit expertly before wrapping around it and sucking. You allowed her to continue for a few minutes enjoying the familiar sensation before tugging her away from you. “I said put it on.” She nodded and finished fastening the strap around your legs, securing it around your waist and practically drooling at the sight of it.

“Puppy, come.” You pointed to the spot beside Yelena and Kate rushed over on her knees, also practically drooling. “Get it ready for me,” You ordered. Yelena exchanged glances with Kate and they both moved in unison, their tongues meeting around the tip of your strap as you watched them. You could hear Wanda straining behind you as you chuckled. She would have her turn soon enough. With one hand tangled in their hair you watched them for a few minutes before you couldn’t wait anymore. You tapped Yelena’s cheek as she sucked you eagerly, and she winked. You shook your head. She wouldn’t be cocky for long. “Stay,” you murmured to Kate, leaning down and capturing her lips with your finally as she moaned into your mouth. Your mouths found an easy rhythm together and it got to you more than you wanted to admit.

“Are you going to fuck me, владелец, or not?” You and Kate both tensed at the sound of Yelena’s voice for very different reasons. Kate smirked against your mouth before you pulled away.

“Be a good girl, princess,” you murmured to your brunette softly before you focused your attention on the brat in front of you, waiting for you on the bed. “It’s too late for this one.” Yelena leaned up on her elbows again, watching you approach, her eyes widening when you reached for the riding crop as well. “Turn over.”

It took a few minutes to guide the toy all the way in, even with the way the blonde was squirming under you. She was practically gushing every time you brought the crop down on her exposed ass, her legs already shaking as your other hand forced her head down onto the bed beneath her. “Gonna be a brat now?” Your other hand clenched Yelena’s hips, guiding her movements beneath you, her eyes wide as she stared back at you, shaking her head.

“Fuck, no,” she whined into the mattress. The crop landed another blow on her already-pink cheek and she started biting the sheet beneath her instead as you picked up the pace, pounding into her relentlessly.

“Gonna be good?” you grabbed her hair, tugging her upright against you as your other hand moved around the front of her body, pinching her clit, making her whine.

“Please. Shit.” Yelena whined as your fingers slid into her mouth, riding her just to the edge but not allowing her to fall over. “Shit, shit baby please,” she panted as you stilled your movements, denying her another orgasm. Her body fell limply to the bed when you pulled out of her suddenly.

“Up.” You tapped Yelena’s thigh and she looked back at you with a dazed look on her face. She nodded after a moment, rising on shaky legs in front of you. You guided her towards Kate, still on the floor, her eyes watering in anticipation. “Show her how good you are, princess, finish her off for me,” Kate smiled up at you and nodded, Yelena moaning already even before Kate leaned forward, attaching her lips securely to Yelena’s swollen clit, her hands wrapping around her ass and tugging the blond tighter. You watched for a moment as Yelena’s eyes glazed over, her hand wrapping in Kate’s hair, holding her tight against her dripping pussy.

“She’s good,” the blonde whined, her hips rocking into Kate’s working mouth. Kate’s eyes locked on yours for a moment and you winked at her proudly.

“Good girl.” You praised her, making her flush. She didn’t stop, though. You moved towards Wanda, unhooking the end of her leash from the chair and tugging until she stumbled forward on her knees towards the bed. She eyed your crotch and grinned as she lay back on the bed in front of you. Cheeky.

“Come and get it, Professor.” She taunted you. You shook your head and smiled. You slid inside of her easily with little resistance and her eyes widened at the sensation as well as your hand which wrapped easily around her throat. The thumb of your other hand brushed against her swollen clit and Wanda jerked beneath you, the cock smirk immediately gone from her face. “Fuck,” the expletive was barely more than a gasp as you pushed inside of her deeper, your thumb keeping steady pressure on her twitching clit. The second her body began tensing beneath you, you pulled out of her, your hands releasing her body entirely. She whined, her legs still spread, exposing her dripping pussy to you, desperate for more.

You grabbed her hands and tugged, pulling her down on the bed and you crouched in front of her licking her as slowly as possible. It was harder to maintain control than you wanted to admit, especially with Yelena whining behind you as Kate showed her just how talented she was. Wanda’s fingers clenched around yours as she tried to get away, but you were too strong for her. She squirmed against your mouth, desperate for your tongue where she needed it, but you pulled away every time she got close, and her desperate whines were driving you crazy.

“Fuck!” Yelena’s near scream behind you tore your attention away from Wanda as your movements stopped. Still desperate, the brunette began riding your fingers, chasing a high you were never going to let her get. Kate’s face was dripping and Yelena’s legs were shaking as the blonde clutched at the desk behind her in order to remain upright. You slapped Wanda’s thigh as she got close, withdrawing your fingers and turning your attention back to Kate, leaving Wanda on the bed. Kate kept her mouth where it was as Yelena used it to ride out her high until you slid your fingers up the back of her neck, making her shiver at the familiar touch.

“You did so good for me, puppy,” you murmured from behind her as you nuzzled into her neck. You tilted her face towards you and kissed her hungrily, cleaning her up as her body pivoted towards you while Yelena recovered. “You want me baby?” You sucked her bottom lip as she nodded. You grabbed her hand, leading her towards the bed. You sat, scooting up towards the headboard, Wanda forced to watch as you gestured Kate forward until she was straddling your lap. “You’ve wanted to cum for me all day, haven’t you?” You murmured into her neck. Kate whimpered into you as you guided the strap into her slowly, rocking your hips as she adjusted. This wasn’t going to take long.

Yelena recovered quickly, grabbing Wanda’s leash and securing her to the chair away from the bed again before she approached Kate from behind, her hands moving around and cupping her breasts as she nipped at her neck. The extra stimulation made Kate stiffen almost immediately. You and Yelena locked eyes and grinned knowingly. “You ready baby?” You murmured against Kate’s mouth, sucking on her tongue before letting go and allowing her to answer.

“Fuck, yes please,” she gasped. Yelena chuckled and nodded to you as she pinched and rolled Kate’s nipples between her fingers as you pushed into her further, your hands on her hips. Her head rested on Yelena’s shoulder. “Please!” She was practically screaming now, everything feeling like too much. She had no idea what was about to happen.

“Can I?” Yelena whispered, looking to you for permission. You nodded and her hand traveled down, rubbing tight circles around Kate’s clit as her whines turned into moans.

“Shit!” Kate rocked against you, nearly screaming. “Please, Professor.” Yelena chuckled at the title, but you nodded again.

“Cum for us, baby,” the blonde murmured in Kate’s ear. Almost immediately, Kate’s body was shaking out of control as she flooded the strap, her first orgasm she’d been allowed for hours. She slumped against your body and you laughed, lifting her off of you and laying her down between you and Yelena.

“You’re not done, princess,” You murmured, laughing. Her clit was still twitching with the first orgasm when Yelena’s lips attached to it, sucking greedily, making Kate squirm away from her in a desperate attempt to get away.

It became hard to tell where one orgasm stopped and another started. You and Yelena alternated between your mouths and your fingers, keeping Kate dangerously on edge and falling over it all at the same time. Her begging to cum turned into screams for you to stop when everything started to feel like too much and her legs were quivering beneath you. It was going to be hard for your girl to walk tomorrow. You were guessing she was going to spend a lot of time on her knees anyway.

Five hours later:

Kate was whining in her sleep, and you were nearing the end of a sleep cycle anyway. Your arm wrapped instinctively around her waist, tugging her closer against the front of your body in an attempt to offer her your warmth and comfort. The problem was that now she was flush against you, her skin was soft, and your hands were on her. You had received a reminder of where you had come from, in stark contrast to the way you treated your pet, and you weren’t sorry. Natasha sometimes needed to be put in her place as well, she had trained your defiance deliberately. You moved forward slightly, inhaling the smell of her skin and her hair as your grip tightened around Kate’s waist. She began to stir in your grip. Her movements did nothing to help you reign in your self-control, and your nails dug into her stomach, making her gasp as her body tensed in front of you. You groaned, moving your hips against her ass as your teeth bit into the back of her neck. Kate whined softly but when her head started turning towards you, you growled, grabbing her hair and pushing her back down into the pillow. “Shhhh baby,” you whispered, your fingertips moving over her hips, grabbing her ass hard. She squirmed, arching into you as your hand tapped lightly. “Open for me,” you murmured and she shifted slightly in front of you. Kate’s whines got louder as your fingers dipped between her legs, finding her as wet as you expected. Your fingertips brushed over her clit and she twitched against you, panting before you moved them back, sliding inside of her easily before pulling them out entirely and withdrawing your hand. Kate whined, making you smirk behind her, not that she could see you.

She whined again at the new, unmistakable sensation of your hand moving against her ass. You were touching yourself, practically growling in her ear, and it was almost more than she could take. Her hands started moving to copy your movements on herself. “No.” The order was unmistakable. Kate’s hands stopped instantly. “Put them where I can see them.” Her palms spread flat on the mattress. Your grip in her hair tightened and you pulled her head back, alternating between your tongue and your teeth as your hips moved with your fingers, rocking against her. “Fuck, you feel so good,” your voice was little more than a growl and you could feel Kate’s body rocking against yours as she pushed against the mattress, trying to get as close to you as she could get.

“Professor, please, I need you.” Her voice was muffled by the pillow you were still holding her into, but you got the gist. Her whines increased as you removed your hand, rocking against her ass instead, using her body for the friction you needed. Your now-free hand wrapped around her waist, finding her swollen clit and rubbing harshly, making her instantly shaky. “Oh fuck,” she whined, her fists clenching the sheets to tight you wondered if they would survive. It only took a few more minutes, your teeth buried in her neck, groaning into her as she squirmed desperately beneath your fingers before both of you fell apart, your breathing ragged but in sync as you rode out your mutual high. Kate’s body curled in on itself and you wrapped around her securely.

“I’ve got you, puppy,” you murmured, your hand moving over her hips again before sliding back between her legs from behind, making her jerk. “We’re not done.” It wasn’t long before Kate was actively biting the pillow on her own, your other hand now free to wrap securely but not restrictively around her throat, holding her tight against you as your fingers slid inside easily. “See how wet you got me?” Her moans were broken as you found a relentless pace and she was forced to keep up by necessity. “Such a good girl,” You murmured into her ear as she began rocking against you, moving with you instead of trying to struggle on her own. She was already close by the way she was squeezing your fingers. You felt the exact moment that she remembered she wasn’t in control. Her thighs clenched together, and her entire body clenched. You pushed inside of her further.

“Fuck, please.” She gasped. She was clenching every possible muscle she could, trying to hold off the inevitable as long as possible in the mad hope that she’d receive permission prior to landing herself in trouble. She didn’t know it yet, but she was in for a long day. It was time that your pet learned about consequences. “Ple…oh fuck, I’m sorry…” her apology was out of her mouth before she had finished spasming and flooding your hand, and you laughed as you watched her flush instantly. Your hand withdrew, landing firmly on her ass as your laugh continued. Kate arched into the contact anyway.

“Puppy, you fucked up.” You followed your warning by rolling instantly and easily off of your side of the bed, moving around the foot easily, grabbing Kate’s feet and tugging her downward until she was in the position you were looking for.

“Professor, please, I’m so sorry,” she whined, staring down at you as she rested on her elbows. You grinned and shook your head. “I tried,” she whined, noticing the glint in your eyes as you grinned up at her wickedly.

“You didn’t try hard enough,” your voice was teasing with an underlying edge that was unmistakable. Your hands forced her legs further apart as you settled between them, smiling. You had nowhere to be this morning, and this was going to be fun. You took a minute to admire the view before grinning and moving your mouth back to your prize. Her clit was already twitching for attention, and it had no idea what was in store for it.

After two near-orgasms, Kate’s movements were sporadic and chaotic and she alternated between whines, moans and desperate gasping. You began nipping at her inner thighs with your teeth when your fingers slid inside of her again, moving easily and finding a steady pace to keep her guessing. Your thumb flicked over her clit and she nearly shrieked, her hands leaving the bed and reaching for you. You shook your head. “Naughty. Now we start over.” You removed your fingers, standing long enough for Kate to get a good look at you, covered in a light sheen of sweat from the effort and enjoying every second of edging her senseless. You grabbed Kate’s wrists, pulling them over her head and wrapping them in the chain of her leash and looping it through one of the slats in the headboard. Kate stared up at you hungrily as your breasts dangled in her face just out of reach. The poor thing was practically drooling. You wanted to see how far you could push her. “Naughty pups don’t get to touch.” Your voice was growly and dark, and Kate responded instantly, her body moving towards you rather than trying to get away. You crouched back between her legs smiling. She was already tugging on the restraints and you hadn’t even touched her again yet.

You growled several hours later when the alarm on your watch went off. Kate was a dripping, writhing, panting mess who had been denied orgasms for hours. She resorted to begging awhile ago, but you were enjoying the taste of her too much to consider giving in. You stood suddenly, and Kate’s body tensed at the sensation of cool air against her suddenly. Her whines were immediate. She had gone non-verbal about thirty minutes ago. You smiled down at her, releasing her hands with a single strategic tug, her eyes glassy, cheeks stained with tears. You cupped her cheek, slipping the pad of your thumb into her open mouth. Her lips closed around it instantly, sucking. “You’ve been so good for me.” You smiled as Kate started whining again. “But I need you to shower and get dressed for me for training, okay?” Kate’s eyes went wide as you glanced at your watch. “Ten minutes, no touching. Go.” She paused for only a moment before she was in motion, dashing for the bathroom and climbing into the shower even before the water could fully heat.

…

You straddled Kate’s head with your thick boots, grinning down at her as you landed her on her back for the third time in a row. “Again.” You chuckled, retreating and allowing her to climb back to her feet. Her archery and martial arts skills were fantastic, but in normal hand-to-hand she was a little rusty and it was your job to whip her into shape. Perhaps literally. Kate rebounded quickly, holding her hands up in what you assumed was a version of a guard. Interesting. She swung at you and you grinned, moving easily out of range, tapping her fist as it passed and throwing her off-balance. You swept her legs, toppling her over. On the way down, Kate caught your knee, trying to put you off-balance as well. Instead, you allowed the momentum to carry you, landing on your knee with a fist a mere centimeter from Kate’s face by the time you pulled the punch. Kate’s eyes locked on yours and she panted and squirmed at the sudden position. You smirked, unclenching your fist and tracing your fingertips down the front center of her body, pausing just over where she wanted you. Her hips were moving immediately, trying to initiate contact.

“You have to do better than that,” you murmured affectionately, getting back to your feet and trotting over to the other end of the ring for some water. “Drink.” You gestured to Kate’s bottle in the other corner as she got to her feet. You faced outside the ring as you allowed yourself a breath. You felt the vibrations before you heard the footsteps. You smirked. Puppy was trying to be slick. Your head moved before the rest of your body as you spun and retreated, your palm catching Kate’s hip and using her own momentum to shove her forward into the ropes.

“Haven’t you broken her yet?” Yelena called as she entered the training area, grinning at you cheekily. You smirked, sidestepping as Kate tried to grab for you again, missing.

“What’s the fun in that?” You retorted, slipping easily between the ropes and hopping down from the platform in front of the blond.

“She seems tense.” Yelena’s chin jutted in Kate’s direction and you smirked. She was leaning against the ropes, trying to catch her breath, her eyes locked on you hungrily.

“She was naughty.” You shrugged at the explanation and Yelena laughed knowingly.

“How long?” She grinned at you as your eyes twinkled.

“Few hours. So far.” You shared a laugh with your old friend as you both eyed the brunette in the corner, still staring at you. You had an idea. “Want to see how far she can go?” Yelena’s flashed in excitement instantly.

“Your place in an hour?” She asked, glancing back at Kate one more time and licking her lips.

At some point both of you must have fallen asleep, Kate tangled in your shirt, her head nuzzled under your chin, your arms securely wrapped around her waist.  You jerked in your sleep, revisiting memories that you’d prefer to forget.  Your arms wrapped around Kate tighter for shelter.  When you were tugged again, you blinked your eyes open just in time to register additional people in the room before you were yanked roughly off the couch onto the floor, sending Kate simultaneously tumbling to the floor. 

You hissed when Wanda approached Kate and you recognized what was in her hands.  A fist landed against your cheek and you spat blood onto the floor as you watched Wanda casually removing Kate’s collar, tossing it onto the floor, replacing it with the wicked one she was holding. 

“Don’t.”  I’m warning you.”  Your eyes shot to Wanda, watching her every move.  She smirked, shrugging her shoulders.  She glanced towards Natasha next, who nodded.  Satisfied, Wanda fastened the collar around Kate’s neck, and you struggled against the hands holding you.  You didn’t know or care who it was. 

“It won’t hurt if you don’t struggle, puppy.”  Wanda’s voice was velvety smooth as her index finger traced over Kate’s cheek, her nail leaving a raised red mark in its wake.  You tensed at the voice that sounded on your right side.

“It has come to my attention that you were never broken, cub.”  Melina’s low threat was unmistakable.  Natasha walked towards you, crouching in front of where you were being held, the smirk on her face familiar.  “Is it true you surrendered?”  Natasha tapped your face when you didn’t answer. 

“Don’t make this worse, любимый.”  Her rough fingers grabbed your chin, tilting your head up painfully. 

“Yes.”  The answer was a hiss of defiance, making the older woman holding your right-side chuckle. 

“Well, you’re going to break now.  And your pet is going to watch.”  You locked eyes with Kate, caught in the restrictive and potentially painful collar, the leash firmly held in Wanda’s grasp.  She was starting to struggle to get to you.  You shook your head. 

“No, pup.”  You smiled at her when you spoke and she relaxed her shoulder immediately, the collar relaxing again.  You inhaled deeply. 

“Who wants to go first?”  The person restraining your left side spoke finally, and you recognized the sarcasm immediately.  Yelena.  Of course. 

“You can take her.  I missed her mouth.”  Natasha smirked, standing again as she started undressing.  Someone’s hands grabbed your wrists, holding them together behind your back as more hands grabbed at your joggers, tugging them down.  Natasha laid down in front of you, her legs spread already dripping.  “Get to work, любимый.”  When you growled instead of obeying, she grabbed your head roughly, shoving it into her pussy as her hips began to grind against you slowly.  She tugged hard, returning your attention where she wanted it when your tongue stopped moving as you felt Yelena’s strap teasing your entrance, making your entire body tense.

Yelena, impatient as ever, shoved inside of you suddenly, her hands grabbing your hips.  You gave into the movements, using them to help you with Natasha, synchronizing your efforts.  It wasn’t long before Natasha was riding you in earnest, head thrown back, panting with pleasure as you grunted into her with Yelena’s every thrust.  When Natasha started writhing, you caught a glimpse of Kate over her shoulder, leash held tightly in Wanda’s grip as the brunette moved her teeth over Kate’s neck, making her watch.

“Do I want to torture you by not letting you cum, or by making you cum too much?  Hmm?”  Wanda’s playful teasing had a menacing undertone that made your fists clench as you strained against Yelena’s unrelenting hold on your wrists.  That combined with Natasha’s iron grip in your hair made escape impossible.  Kate caught your eye and shook her head, her lips lifting in a smirk.

“I’m ok.”  She mouthed silently, and you smiled into Natasha’s pussy as your tongue increased its tempo, prompted by Yelena’s increasingly hectic rhythm. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna…”  Yelena rutted against your ass as Natasha rocked erratically under the relentless movement of your tongue.  You smirked.

“Switch.”  Melina’s tone was cold, but obedience was instantaneous.  Natasha removed her shuddering legs from around your head as Yelena removed the strap roughly, allowing you to collapse onto the floor, breathing.  You watched as Wanda finally made up her mind, leaning against the wall and unfastening her pants.  You smirked.  She was in for a wild ride.  You knew how good your pup’s tongue was.  Natasha and Yelena switched supplies and positions and you felt familiar hands on your hips, tugging you towards the redhead as she flipped you over. 

“Fuck,” Natasha grunted as she slid inside of you easily, her hands scraping across your stomach.  You couldn’t watch for long, however, as Yelena settled herself over your mouth, straddling your shoulders.

“Be good for me, hm?”  The blonde smirked before she positioned herself over your mouth.  You sucked obligingly, knowing exactly what she wanted.  Natasha and Yelena settled into a natural rhythm and your hands found Yelena’s ass, tugging her against you harder, your tongue sliding inside easily, the sounds emanating from her as unholy as possible. 

Lighting flashed through your body as you realized Natasha was using widow’s bites on your nipples, grinding her hips into you as her strap pushed deeper with every thrust.  Above you, Yelena was shuddering through her first orgasm, your hands locked around her hips, refusing to let her retreat from your probing tongue. Natasha and Yelena came together again, fusing to let you get anywhere close, but before Natasha’s high had fully completed, a slap echoed through the room, and Natasha’s hips stopped grinding into you for a moment.

“I said break her, not use her.”  If possible, Melina’s tone was even colder.  Natasha and Yelena retreated from you immediately, leaving you cold and alone on the floor as they turned their attention to Kate instead, whose mouth was currently being put to use, Wanda’s head thrown back as she used the wall for balance.

“Such a pretty toy,” Natasha cooed unconvincingly as she took the leash from Wanda’s grip, tugging Kate’s mouth away roughly.  Natasha’s tongue traced Kate’s lips, cleaning up the mess of Wanda’s slick, interrupting the brunettes near orgasm. 

“Did you like watching us fuck your professor?”  Yelena nipped at Kate’s near as she spoke, her breasts pushing into Kate’s back as her hands snaked around, grabbing Kate’s breasts, squeezing roughly.  Kate moaned and Natasha took the opportunity to slide her tongue inside Kate’s mouth, lifting the younger woman easily and resting her ass on the couch before lining up the strap she was still wearing, still covered in you and sliding it easily into your puppy.

Wanda grabbed Kate’s wrists, tugging them above the back of the couch, leaving her helpless as Natasha and Yelena went to work.  Yelena’s teeth found Kate’s nipples, tugging and sucking on them relentlessly as Natasha’s pace increased already.  When Kate started whining, Wanda slid two fingers inside her mouth easily, giving her something to suck on as she was ruined by the Russian sisters. 

“Fuck, please, I…” Kate’s scream was strangled in desperation, trying and failing desperately to adjust to all the sensations at once. 

“Just keep going.  Maybe we can break her pet instead.”  You tensed at the chilling sound of Melina’s voice as she straddled your legs, holding your arms securely behind your back again, leaving you helpless to do anything but watch.

Kate’s first orgasm ripped through her in time with one of Natasha’s particularly violent thrusts, the redhead smirking as her pace continued without pause.  Yelena was leaving angry-looking marks all over Kate’s pale skin, her tongue teasing Kate’s swollen nipples without warning whenever she chose.  Natasha’s rutting continued for another few orgasms before she withdrew the strap, settling on the floor instead, her tongue swirling insistently around Kate’s swollen, abused and over-stimulated clit. 

“She tastes good, любимый.”  Natasha smirked, glancing over her shoulder at you while you growled.

“My turn,” Yelena pushed Natasha playfully, and the redhead returned to you, Melina holding you steady while Natasha’s teeth found tender places around your neck to bite.  You flinched when her fingers slid inside of you without warning, her other hand grabbing your hair, forcing you to watch as Yelena’s mouth moved every bit as expertly over Kate’s pussy as you knew it could.  Kate was writhing, the sounds she was making strained with exhaustion and muffled by Wanda’s continuous lazy kisses.

“Fuck, I can’t – I can’t!”  Kate’s strained scream woke something up in you and you snapped, pulling out of Melina’s grip and forcing Natasha off you.

“Stop!”  Natasha and Melina paused.  Yelena thought about it.  But Wanda smirked at you before pinching Kate’s nipples cruelly, her mouth turned up in a smirk.  Yelena was easy to push out of the way.  Wanda was the target.  You stood over Kate, your hand wrapping immediately around Wanda’s throat, exerting slight but evident pressure.  “I said stop.” 

The laugh behind you caught you off guard, but you didn’t release your grip.

“Finally.”  Melina’s hand on your shoulder was unexpected and you tensed, ready to defend Kate against all of them if necessary. 

“What are you talking about?”  You glanced into Melina’s eyes, refusing to look away or back down, even though you were still very much naked. 

“We wanted to make sure you had it in you, любимый.”  Natasha’s fingers cupped your cheek gently for the first time in as long as you could remember, her smirk fond and playful. 

“Congrats, boss.”  You glanced at Yelena who was still sitting on the floor where you had shoved her, grinning up at you.  Typical. 

“Dr. Romanoff is taking sabbatical next year, Professor Ivanoff.  We want you to be head of the History Department.  Your pet can remain as your assistant.”  Melina chuckled at the dumbfounded look on your face as you finally relaxed your grip on Wanda’s neck.  You glanced back at the brunette; your eyes cold.

“Disobey me again, and you’ll regret that I was ever nice to you, kitten.”  Wanda gulped, and Kate shivered beneath you, cum drunk and nuzzling into your leg. 

Melina’s last words before the group of them left you and Kate alone were a threat and a promise.  Kate’s eyes gleamed up at you a the prospect of both.

“Be a good puppy, Ms. Bishop.  I have a feeling your professor is going to have extra need of you.”

Sure enough, Kate’s fingers were digging into your thighs before the door closed behind your unexpected guests.  You smirked, two fingers sliding easily into her open and waiting mouth.”

(Professor Ivanoff’s POV)

Yel: I’m coming over.

You sighed in exasperation as you eyed the text that came through, glancing around your office and deciding to call it a night.  You were supposed to be getting a new T.A. next week, and it couldn’t happen soon enough.  Hopefully they would be competent.  Or trainable.  Or both.  You didn’t care which. 

By the time you pulled up to your building, Yelena was already there – her jeep haphazardly parked in your normal spot.  You weren’t surprised to find your front door unlocked.  She had let herself in.  You glanced at the blonde strewn across your couch, and a second, unfamiliar face.  You frowned.  Akita?  The dog trotted over to you immediately, sniffing your immaculate trousers before sitting obediently at your feet.  “Hi girl,” you murmured, scratching instinctively behind her ears.

“Her name’s Fanny.”  Yelena announced, finally sitting up and acknowledging your presence.  “Did you even have any classes today?”  When you raised your eyebrows at the question, she gestured to your ensemble – a flawless three-piece suit that was tailored perfectly.

“You never know who you’re going to meet,” you shrugged, hanging your keys beside the door, nudging Yelena’s feet off of your couch so you could sit beside her.

“Speaking of which, I found someone for you,” Yelena punched your shoulder as she spoke – a typical gesture of affection.  You raised your eyebrows again, and the blonde scoffed at you.  “What does that do?  The eyebrows?  I’m not scared of you.”

You snarled and moved at the same time, your fingers wrapping tightly around Yelena’s neck as her hazel eyes stared up at you, unblinking.  Fanny began barking at you immediately, but Yelena gestured, and she sat, waiting.  After a moment of silence, she had the audacity to smirk at you. 

“You want to put me in my place, папочка, or do you want to hear what I found for you?”  You rolled your eyes at the snark, pushing her away before straightening your vest and sitting back down. 

“Do I even want to know?”  You sighed.  Yelena had exquisite taste, there was no denying that – but her judgement when it came to what you were looking for was often askew.  Yelena pouted when Fanny decided to jump up into your lap, and you scratched the dog absently.

“How long has it been, Liz?”  Your steel blue eyes snapped to hers immediately.

“Since what?” 

“Since you had a pet?”  Yelena smirked, nudging you in the shoulder.  You inhaled sharply.  Good pets were hard to find, and usually harder to train – and you had very specific…requirements.  It was doubtful that Yelena, however good she usually was, had been actually successful.  You cleared your throat, not wanting to think about it, feeling a familiar ache. 

“Fine.  Who is it?”  You feigned curiosity and Yelena was moving immediately, pulling her phone from her pocket and scrolling through whatever, trying to find something.  She held it up in front of your face, and you went to give it a cursory look out of politeness but something caught your eyes.  She was…special.  A pit began growing in your stomach as you stared at the picture.  The longer you looked, the wider Yelena’s smile became.

“You like her, don’t you?”  Yelena crowed, triumphantly, earning another eye roll.  “Her name is Kate Bishop.  She’s in one of my classes.”  Your eyes opened wide at the name. 

“Bishop?”  You asked softly.  Yelena nodded, frowning.

“Do you know her?”  She asked, seemingly disappointed that her surprise had been ruined.  You shook your head, but shuffled Fanny off of your lap and moved across the room to your desk, fishing for a folder.  When you found it, you opened it, chuckling immediately.

“Ms. Bishop is scheduled to start as my T.A. next week,” you murmured, wishing for the first time that the student aid office included photographs with their assignments.  Yelena cackled behind you.

“Oh, that’s perfect.  But here’s the best part,” she smirked.  You eyed her warily.  She was enjoying this a bit too much, and it made you slightly uncomfortable – with good reason.

“What’s that?”  You asked dryly. 

“She just moved into your building.”  Yelena laughed at the expression that must have been visible on your face as you processed this information.

“You don’t say.”  Your jaw clenched, trying to get the image of the younger woman out of your mind – horribly unsuccessfully. 

“You going to meet her in class, or are you going to pre-game?” Yelena asked, smirking at you.  You grinned, your eyes flashing like a predator. 

“You have to find your strays in the wild, Belova.  You know that.”  You chuckled, pouring yourself a glass of vodka and handing one to your guest.  Yelena sipped hers slowly, smirking at you with a knowing grin on her face.

“Are you going to put me in my place now?”  She asked, winking at you.  You laughed and shook your head.

It was inevitable to happen sometime.  One of the miscreants you taught got you sick.  And Kate, by default.  You spent the better part of the weekend on the couch in the fetal position, with Kate curled tightly into your chest, holding on for dear life as you waited for the fever to break.  By the time Sunday rolled around, you were feral, stir-crazy and desperate for many different forms of release all at once.  While you got the full fever, body aches and nausea, Kate got away with only the sniffles, and made it her mission to do whatever possible to take care of you.  Which was why she didn’t see you sneak a glance at your cell phone while she went to the kitchen to fetch you another cup of apple cider.  You glanced down at the text message from Yelena and smirked.  She was feisty too, and when Yelena was feisty, everyone was in for a time.  You replied and slid the device back into your pocket before Kate returned, two steaming mugs in her hands, Lucky weaving himself in and out of her feet.  As it turns out, the goodest boy was also not a fan of your illness, and kept bringing you a stuffed pizza in an effort to cheer you up.  You squirmed on the couch, sighing in exasperation as Kate rushed to your side and immediately tucked you back in.

“I’m feeling better, you know,” you grumbled.  Kate grinned, kissed the top of your forehead and ignored your protests, shoving the mug into your hand and watching you as you took a sip.  She seemed to be extra close to patting your head when you glared up at her and her hand paused before making contact with your hair.  She cleared her throat and sat beside you on the couch again, waiting patiently to be tugged into your lap again once you got settled.  Instead, you got to your feet, swaying only slightly and she watched with raised eyebrows as you made your way to the stairs.  “Gonna take a shower and clean up a bit.  Did you want…” Kate rushed to your side and wrapped her arms around your waist before you could finish the question and you chuckled as you both walked up the stairs to the loft together. 

You picked out comfortable and clean clothes for you both – joggers and your oversized hoodie for you.  You had a plan, and the longer it went before Kate catching on, the better.  For Kate, a pair of your jogging shorts.  The girl was always a million degrees, especially when she ended up in your hoodie with you – which was nearly every time you tried to wear it.  Satisfied with your selection, Kate led you by the hand into the bathroom.  You had a routine by now, and you smiled at the simplicity of your comfort with each other.  The ease in which Kate let you take control, sick or not.  You followed her into the bathroom, closing the door behind you.  Once you were both inside you turned the water on to practically boiling.  You moved forward and Kate moved back until her ass was resting against the counter.  She lifted her arms immediately, allowing you to slip the t-shirt over her head with no resistance.  She was wearing your boxers – said she liked feeling you while she slept – and those slid off just as easily.  Judging by how clearly you could smell her, you weren’t the only one who was feral by the weekend’s sickness-enforced celibacy.  All you knew was that both of you were on edge, moments away from snapping.  You just had to drag it out a little bit longer. 

Once Kate was undressed, you stepped away freeing her from her trapped position against the counter.  She spun around, letting you get a good look and you growled instinctively at the sight of her.  It was hardly an accident when she backed herself against you, squirming slightly, making your fingers clench immediately.  “Now, now, pet.”  You murmured.  Kate whined immediately as your lips went to her neck, leaving a wet line across her naked shoulder.  She spun around again, your hands resting on her hips as her warm fingers slid under your shirt and you allowed her to pull it over your head.  Your sweats were next, and you noticed Kate’s sharp intake of breath when she slid them over the curve of your ass, her fingers following the material easily.  Before she could get on her knees like she seemed moments away from doing, you backed into the shower, grabbing her hand and tugging her in after you.  The water hit your skin first as you shielded her from the heat with your body.  You washed her painstakingly slowly, allowing your fingers to trace over her skin, raising goosebumps as you went.  By the time you guided her back under the water to rinse off, she was trembling in your hands and the heat of the water felt like ice compared to the temperature of her skin against yours. 

She watched with hungry eyes as you washed and rinsed yourself.  If you let her get her hands on you, it would be incredibly difficult for her to stop.  Truthfully, you didn’t want her to stop – just wanted to delay her starting for a little while longer.  Kate whined louder when you got out of the shower without giving her the reward she certainly deserved, and you smirked as you held out her towel, wrapping it around her shoulders and rubbing vigorously.  You towel dried your hair, and Kate’s eyes never left your tits, your toned stomach, your numerous tattoos, or your legs, her eyes following every escaping water droplet down the path of your body.  Catching her staring for the fourth or fifth time, you grinned and gestured to her pile of clothes that you left neatly folded on the edge of the bed.  The huff that left her mouth was nearly bratty but amusing at the same time.  You took your time, and when the doorbell rang downstairs and caught Kate by surprise, you knew your timing had worked.

“Answer the door for me, princess.  I’ll be down in a minute,” you murmured, kissing the top of her forehead.  Kate frowned, but obeyed without a word.  You waited until you heard her retreating footsteps down the stairs before you sprang into action. 

…

By the time you made it downstairs, Yelena and Wanda had already claimed the smaller couch.  Kate stood beside them, looking unsure of what she was supposed to be doing, rushing to your side immediately as you appeared at the base of the staircase.  She looked at you questioningly but you shrugged rather than explain, grabbing her hand and leading you both to the other couch that you would be sharing.  It didn’t take long for Kate to realize that something was happening.  She inched closer and closer to your lap, but you didn’t take the bait to pull her on fully.  Instead, you lay down behind her, adjusting the pillows and leaving plenty of room in front of you in case Kate wanted to join you.  Yelena wasn’t happy unless she was picking the movie, and she had claimed the remote the second she stepped into the living room, so you were all at her mercy.  It was only moments into whatever nonsense she had chosen that Kate decided to lay down.  At first, it was hard to tell.  The way the blanket bunched between you made it a possibility but not a certainty.  Halfway through the film, Kate got fed up with the blanket, tugging it over you both and shoving her ass back into you.  Then it was unmistakable.  You chuckled, leaning forward as your arms wrapped securely around Kate’s waist, tugging her backwards even harder.

“See how good you can be for me mutt,” you groaned in her ear as her hips began moving in a circular motion against the strap that Kate was suddenly very aware of.  By the time the first movie ended, Kate’s hips were grinding against yours in a stead, predictable pattern.  Not enough to get her close.  But enough to satiate her temporarily.  Until she realized this game was long term.  You glanced across the room at Yelena, whose knowing smirk mirrored your own.  Wanda was between Yelena’s legs, leaning back against her chest, as stiff as a board.  If you had to guess, you bet you could figure out what game Yelena was playing with her pet for the day.  Yelena flipped on the next film and you decided to ramp it up a few notches.  You knew Kate was good for it.

Squirming only slightly behind her, you maneuvered your joggers over your hips, freeing the strap finally.  You guided it with your hand slowly between Kate’s legs before removing it, rubbing it against her ass instead.  It took seconds before she was practically panting, rutting her hips against you.  “Shhh,” you warned, removing the strap from between her legs one more time.  Kate bit her lip to keep from whining.  She nodded that she understood.  It was easy to slide it into her shorts, coating the tip in her arousal and moving it torturously slowly.  Kate’s attention was drawn away from the teasing by a faint sound from the other side of the room.  Wanda’s eyes were clenched shut, her hands were balled into fists, and Yelena’s hand had a fistful of her hair, exposing her neck. 

“Don’t make me lose, котенок,” Yelena’s voice was a low growl and you smirked when you felt Kate’s hands under the blanket clenching your thighs, her fingernails leaving crescent-shaped indentations behind.

“You can take it.” You growled into her ear.  She nodded, finally understanding the game, spreading her legs slightly wider to grant you access.  The tip of the strap slid inside her finally and she clutched at your joggers, resisting every urge to rock her hips and force you in deeper. 

“You’re going too easy on her.”  Yelena’s voice caught you by surprise, but the attitude didn’t.  You chuckled, sinking your teeth into the flesh of Kate’s shoulder as your hips jerked forward, sliding inside of her suddenly.  Kate’s fists clenched your thighs harder but she didn’t make a sound. 

“Good girl,” you whispered, guiding Kate’s hips slowly – torturously slowly.”

…

Wanda, unsurprisingly broke first.  “I’m so proud of you,” you murmured, licking and sucking on Kate’s neck as the brunette across the room got her orgasm ruined by a few not-so-gentle slaps to the clit as Yelena teased her.  Kate moaned into your ear as you started pushing into her harder, your grip on her hips unrelenting. 

“Doesn’t your mutt want her reward?”  Yelena smirked.  Kate practically howled when you pulled the strap from her pussy, crawling over Kate to stand up, beckoning Yelena over.

“What do you think, pet?  You’ve been such a good girl,” you murmured, your fingers trailing tenderly across Kate’s cheek.

“Anything you want, Professor, please.”  Kate’s eyes were wide and adoring.  Your eyes locked for a long, extended moment before Yelena scoffed, breaking the mood and reminding you both that other people were present.  Wanda, forced to watch the festivities rather than participate in them as her punishment had little choice after Yelena secured her wrists and ankles, leaving her no option but to observe without touching. 

“Могу ли я?”  Yelena remembered her manners after her fingers were already digging into Kate’s hips, forcing her onto her stomach on the couch as her hazel eyes searched yours, waiting for permission.  Typical Yelena to touch first and ask later.  You nodded, taking a spot near Kate’s head. 

“Open, mutt,” you growled. Kate’s mouth opened obediently immediately with no hesitation as you guided the tip of your strap past her lips.  “Clean it off for me.”  Your voice softened when Kate smiled around the strap, already drooling as Yelena’s fingers slid inside of her easily.  Kate came for the first time, her legs spread with Yelena licking her feverishly while fingering her while her lips were still wrapped securely around your strap, cleaning her own arousal off of it thoroughly. 

The second time, Kate was straddling your mouth, riding you like an out-of-control cowgirl while Yelena rode your freshly-cleaned strap, Yelena’s tongue immediately taking control of Kate’s mouth as a fist in her hair held her in place.  The third and fourth times, Kate was riding you again, Yelena’s fingers pinching and twisting her nipples as she rubbed herself against Kate’s ass.  The mutt had collapsed, exhausted on your chest after several hours, your fingers tangling in her hair as you smiled, praising her, holding her tight against you.  By the time Yelena and Wanda excused themselves, the mutt was pawing at you visibly, nearly whining from being denied for too long. 

Before either of you heard the final bang of the door announcing that Yelena had made her exit, Kate’s nails were scratching up your sides, her fingers digging into the straps of the harness around your hips, tugging it lose easily.  Once free, Kate’s hands moved back up to your tits, kneading and pulling the skin, scratching over your nipples as her mouth left a damp trail downwards.  She tugged the remnants of your joggers roughly over your foot, spreading your legs wide with her hands as she inhaled sharply, catching your eyes and waiting for you to grant her permission to have what she wanted. 

“Go ahead princess,” you murmured softly, eyes drooping in a happy exhaustion.  They opened wide again when Kate’s lips wrapped securely around your clit with little warning and she began sucking in exactly the way she knew you liked.  You were already embarrassingly close, having gone without her touch for days, and it was harder than you wanted to admit to retain any semblance of self-control.  Kate seemed to sense the struggle as her nails dug into your thighs and she moaned into your pussy.

“Please,” You glanced down, watching as she licked her lips, following the movement of her tongue. Fuck.  “Let go, baby.”  Your heart traveled a rapid circuit from your chest to your toes and back at the name and at the sudden sensation of the flat of Kate’s tongue licking steadily on the underside of your clit before sucking it harshly again.  Your hips began rocking into her mouth faster and faster, her hands finally forced to your hips to try to make your movements more manageable.  She moaned again when your fingers clenched her hair, dragging her mouth even closer.  As your movements became even more erratic, Kate’s arms wrapped around your thighs, dragging you against her ready and eager mouth, knowing full well how to read you by now.  You didn’t have time to be surprised at her strength again before she was forcing you to cum on her tongue, her movements not relenting as she drove you over the edge, sucking your clit back into her mouth as soon as your high had peaked, dragging you into another one.  A fierce make-out later, both of you collapsed in each other’s arms, exhausted but happy.

“How are you feeling?”  Kate nuzzled into your neck, your arm immediately pulling her closer. 

“Perfect.  You?”