#sub wanda

You sat around great wooden table, your legs bouncing underneath as the women explore trades and deals. All in the room that was built upon the most dirty gluttonous secrets of power. You knew how power and greed warps the mind, takes hold, and infects its host. You could see it within their actions. Wanda Maxioff, always pushing boundaries as Carol Danvers, twists words to her way, while Valkryie dissagrees with everything never satisfied. And finally, Natasha Romanoff (who to the government has quite a few assassinations to her names, shhh 🤫) only prioritizes herself.

It was chaos and messy, but you felt so insignificant, like worm surrounded by birds, even though the women's actions were childish and immature. Natasha presided over the meeting, and you were seated beside her, head low writing notes like the 'good girl' she told you to be.

As time dragged along like a wounded soilder, the women just disagreed more and more with each other. They were trying to find a middle ground.

That's were you finally came in...

"Come on, sweetheart, you don't want the company falling apart, do you?" Natasha warned.

"No, of course not!" You're worried voice rushed out.

"Then you would help my dear friends and I out here. Perhaps help find a middle ground."

"Okay...?" You mutter, unsure. "What do i need to do"

That's how you ended up here.

Back against the cold table. Your face was messy with tears and smudged makeup. As you gagged around Wanda's girthy cock, lips red and puffy. Saliva and cum dripping down your chest between the valley on your boobs. You looked up. You could see she was enjoying her self grunting as her manicured hands tangled in your hair as she made you deep throat her. "Fuck shes a pretty one Nat." Wanda growled, looking down at your dumb expression, glassy eyes and tears.

"Tell me about it. I had my eye on her since day one." Natasha replied, gripping your inner thighs harder, making you whimper. Natasha groaned she flourished at the sound of your pleasure. Natasha is possessive and rough. She insisted to have your sweet cunt, your her assistant after all. She held your legs wide open. Fuck she craved this. She would admit she is a big pervert. The handsy behaviour and weird requests fueled her secret want? need? greed.

Ding ding ding that's it. Greed.

We all know these women are greedy but even during sex? It's really corrupted them.

Natasha thick cock stuffed you. She was large and long smothering your cervix with rough kisses. She made sure to make it known.

"Look at that pretty body taking that cock" She announced. Her hands grazing over your stomach bulge from her stilled cock deep inside your warm wet pussy. Making the women look.

"Fuck your tight sweetheart. Mh really do need my cock don't you?" You tried your best to nod. Natasha didnt like not getting answers.

"Fuck I need this cunt more often, would make a good breeding hole." She say roughly. She starts thrusting again. Rough,hard, thorough strokes making your body jerk each thrust. Your clit subject to the merciless pads off her thumbs. You cunt was greedy swallowing her up. Trying to pull her in deeper. Natasha bends down to whisper in your ear. "Mh youre a good girl." And honestly that's all you wanted to be for her. You moaned like a pornstar.

"Ah fuck she loves that." Valkryie says as Carol chuckles along with her. Both of them using youre hands as personal fleshlights. Both guiding your hands to pump and squeeze their staffs hard. The smell of rough sex, moans and grunting filled the room. Before you can registered Wanda's movements getting sloppy. You feel a big warm load of cum fill your mouth. "Swallow" Wanda breathlessly moans out. She watches as ur throat bobs as you Swallow her load. "Good girl" she says pulling out and flopping back into her chair.

Natasha looks at her sternly. She doesn't like that she make you Swallow prompting her to pound away at you harder. Soon Carol and Valkryie cum. Their loads splattering across your sweaty body.

Once all women are seated. Natasha pulls you into her lap. Wrapping her arms around your waist. She helps guide your limp body. riding her as she jackhammers up as you scream giving the women a show.

"Gonna cum" you pitifully whimper out.

"Yeah, mh that's a good girl" she whispers into your ear. You shudder violently as your orgasm hit you like a wave, screaming as Natasha keeps on abusing your cunt. You buckle your hips. Natasha holds you down.

"Gonna cum gotta make sure that cum gets deep inside that pretty cunt." She grunts out. Her balls tighten and she grunts squeezing you. Her load pushing deep inside you filing you. She smirks with a sigh. "Thats it"

She pushes your head into her neck to let you rest her. You whimper with her cock still inside. You go to move to get it out. But she holds you down. "Stay still" she growls into your ear. You settle down, embarrassed and sensitive.

"Now ladies Let's move onto next topic shall we?" Natasha affimired.

You do like to dress up. Despite being a home body you know you clean up nicely, and it is pretty fun to see how sharp you can get yourself and how many longing stares you can attract.

"You've been working out more too so you know someone will come home with you, just saying."

Sold

Now its 7pm and your contemplating how many buttons to have open while factiming Natasha. "1 seems to closed, but 2 shows my tank top and I don't know if that's good or bad. Also, 1 hides my chain.."

"So obviously 2, I know you like to be modest and all, but I'm telling you girls will like 2."

"I suppose you're right."

You finish getting ready by putting in your small silver hoops and spraying your cologne before heading to Natasha's room. She wanted you to get ready there, but you know all too well that you need maximum alone time before going to this party if you want to stay for any real amount of time.

The party being in the same building as your room makes it all too easy to bail and the slightest amount of overstimulation.

You dont even knock on her door before Natasha opens it. "Wooow Y/N looking good looking good."

"Really? Is there anything you would change, be honest?"

"No, I think you really got it this time,e even your hair is looking pretty good."

She's right for some reason, recently your hair is a frizzy mess more often than not. It's most likely because you stopped putting in as much effort as before, but with your new schedule of waking up early and training, it's going to be a mess immediately anyway, so why bother?

You're a trainee for Shield, but you met Natasha when she was subbing for one of your teachers on a day she had nothing better to do. She thought you were pretty cool, so she spent extra time talking to you, and your friendship just blossomed from there.

"Are you ready yet It starts at 7, and it's 6:5,5 we're about to be lat.e"

Natasha just rolls her eyes at you. "Calm down its a party, they don't really start until an hour after they say. So when it says ,7 that actually means 8."

"Then why don't they say 8?"

"Because then everyone would come at 9."

"Why?"

"Because that's just how it is."

"But why is it that way?"

Natasha annoyingly elects to stop answering you. You are a punctual person, she tells you this hour after stuff all of the time, but it's just so annoying. Why say 7 if not 7? Why is it a culture to be late? There is no on time, only early or late, what do people not understand?

You decide to go into Natasha's room and take a quick nap before it is time to go. You have found that napping is the only way to keep yourself from stressing about the time.

Once it is time to go, Natasha actually wakes you up nicely for once. Over time, she has realized that abruptly waking you up, whilst temporarily funny, is not good for anyone unless they want you to be a snarky zombie for the next 1-2 hours.

You both head downstairs once you've had a few moments to come to your senses. You're armed with your earbuds and your over-ear headphones in Natasha's purse just in case your earbuds aren't cutting it.

Once you and Natasha make it into the room right at 8, of course, it isn't too packed, thank god.

You spot Bucky and Sam across the room and head over to them. You give Sam and Bucky some quick side hugs. You 4 had hung out a few times recently, slowly becoming a small friend group. Sam and Natasha head to get some drinks.

"I'm surprised you weren't here earlier. How in the world did Natasha talk you past 7:30?"

"She let me sleep in her bed. She had no choice unless she wanted to be here at 7."

"Well, you haven't missed much. I'm hearing a lot of 8:30's so you're still early in reference to most."

Natsha and Sam come back 10 minutes later, and you all stand around talking and laughing as the room fills up.

By the time you're 3 drinks deep, you're feeling loose enough to get your next drink yourself.

You head up to the bar, waiting your turn to be served, when you look over and see the most gorgeous woman you've ever seen. Wanda. You had seen pictures in the news and stuff, but despite frequenting Natasha's room and therefore the Avengers floor, you had somehow never crossed paths with the witch.

You quickly realise you've been staring and tear your eyes away from her. All you can think about is her now. You want her to be burned into your memory so she's all you'll ever see again.

You can help but sneak another glance, quickly looking over. You try to keep it short, but you also need your eyes to have time to focus on every part of her.

She's sitting with her back to the bar, talking to Carol, joking about god knows what. Shes wearing a simple black dress with a slit down the leg and heels. She's enjoying the conversation, but you know you could make her laugh more.

You turn your gaze back to the bartender in time to give him your order.

By the time you make it back to your friends, they are talking about something new, but you don't care; you're just thinking about her.

After 5 or 10 you have no idea minutes have passed your friends need more drinks. Natasha is about to go but you quickly volunteer.

"I'll go!" You say a little to quickly

Natasha looks at you confused "You just go a drink you've barely touched yet?"

Shoot, you were so deep in that you hadn't even tasted your drink yet, but you want another chance to see Wanda. So you do what you gotta do and throw your drink back in 2 big gulps and snatch your friends' empty cups before they can question you any further.

When you make it back to the bar, you look over, surprised to see that Wanda is now sitting alone. This time, you choose to stand a little closer to her, granted you're still 3 or 4 seats away, it is technically closer than before, so you call it progress.

The bartender is taking his time to make his way over to you but you arent complaining since this gives you all the time in the world to admire Wandas side profile as she scrolls on her phone. She seems quite uninterested in the party.

You could show her something that she would be quite interested in. Just as you think that Wanda's lips quirk into a slight smile.

You wonder what she's looking at. Nothing could be as fulfilling as looking at her. Her smile grows wider, but she seems to be trying to fight it. Weird.

The bartender comes over and you give him the order for all 4 of you, but when he walks away and you look back to continue staring at the beautiful Wanda, she's gone.

You look around, but you don't see where she went, deflating your shoulders a little, but when you look back toward the bar, you see auburn hair out of the corner of your eye.

Snapping your head towards it shes sitting right next to you, back on her phone, but she looks up at your sudden movement.

"Oh, I'm sorry, was someone sitting here? The vent was blowing on me over there,e and it was making me cold," she says, looking up at you through her eyelashes.

Fuck. Up close, she's even more beautiful, not a single imperfection on her flawless skin.

Her cheeks grow red, and you realize you haven't answered.

"Oh, um, no, sorry I just uh..." you ramble like an idiot trying to make an excuse for whipping your head around.

"Are you sure? I can move if you're here with someone, really, it's no problem."

"NO! I mean uh, no, sorry, no, I'm not really here with anyone, just my friend."

Wanda smiles softly, looking amused at your ramblings. "Oh really, whose your friend?"

"Uh, Natasha, she made me come."

"Made you?"

"Yeah, I normally just chill on the weekends, but she convinced me, I guess."

"And how did she convince you?"

'Women'

"Oh, you know, just saying I'll have fun and whatnot, you know the usual."

"Really, that's all it took? That seems pretty broad to me."

The look in her eyes seems like she knows something, but what would she know?

The bartender comes over with your drinks, and considering how hard you're bombing, you take that as your cue to exit.

"Well, I need to bring these to my friends, so if you'll excuse me."

Wanda smiles as you try to start balancing all 4 drinks in 4 different types of glasses. 'Damn them and their differing tastes this was easier when they were empty'

"Why don't I help you with one of those?" Wanda suggests, and before you can answer, she's picked up a drink. Your drink.

You don't protest as youd rather accept her help than embarrass yourself by spilling.

When you make it back to your group, you turn to take you drink back only to see a breathtaking sight.

Wanda is taking a long sip of your drink, making eye contact with you through her eyelashes over the rim of your glass. All you can do is stand there, hand half outstretched, mouth agape.

She finished her sip, putting your drink into your open hand while licking her lips. All you can do is close your hand and stare at her lips

"That's pretty good, maybe I should get one for my next drink."

Your mouth is dry as you try to come up with a response, but Natasha beats you to it.

"Oh hey Wanda, what are you doing over here?"

"Hey, Nat, I was just helping your friend... I'm sorry I didn't catch your name." She says, turning her attention back to you, placing a distracting hand on your bicep, which you swear she gives a squeeze, still pretty much in your same position.

"Uh, Y Y/N" You stutter out.

Natasha gives you a knowing smirk before looking back at Wanda.

"Well, that was very kind of you, thank you so much, Wanda," Natasha exclaimed a little too nicely.

Wanda stood around talking to your group for a little bit hand never leaving your arm.

As you watched her talk to your friends, your mind began to wander, especially as your 4th drink started hitting. All you could think about was wanting to kiss, which progressed into touching Wanda, which then progressed into tasting Wanda. With that, though, Wanda choked on her words, a little bit confusing you. Nothing out of the ordinary had been said in their conversation, at least out of what you heard.

Then, all of a sudden, a very vivid scene played in your mind. You're standing in a room you'd never seen before, holding Wanda upside down, tasting her and teasing her as she takes your full length into her mouth. The scene was so clear you swore you could feel it.

Just as fast as the vision came, it went. When your eyes refocused on Wanda, her face and chest were flush. She turned to you before coming close and whispering in your ear, "I need another drink, would you like to come with me?" before looking up at you, making direct eye contact.

You just nod, and her hand slips into yours, pulling you quickly towards the bar, but before you make it there, she pulls you towards the door. You're confused, but you don't care enough to resist as long as she keeps her hand in yours.

"Where are we going?" You ask even though you don't really care you feel you should at least pretend.

"My room," Wanda says quickly before pressing the button for the elevator.

"Your room? What's in your room?" you ask. confused.

Would you like to go to her room? Yes.

Do you think she would randomly take you up to her room for the reason you would prefer? Hell no.

"I'll be there, is that enough reason?" She asks, seeming impatient as you both step onto the elevator.

You nod your head side to side, "I suppose," you say, racking your brain to try and figure out what the hell is going on.

When the doors open, Wanda pulls you out of the elevator so fast you could have gotten whiplash.

She pushes you into the 3rd door on the right before quickly closing the door behind her.

You've seen this room. This is the room from that... Dream? You saw. Wanda steps in front of you, looking up at you with is that.. lust in her eyes? No way.

"Wanda, what is-" you begin to ask before she cuts you off, reaching her hands to the side of your face, tilting your head to meet her eyes. "Your thoughts are very loud, возлюбленный (sweetheart)"

You're confused for a second until. Fuck. How could you forget "The mindreader" What the fuck how do you forget that.

You're about to start profusely apologizing, but before you can, she pulls your head farther down so your lips are hovering over hers.

Staring at your lips, she asks, "Do you want to act on them?" looking back up into your eyes.

Fuck.

You lean in to meet her lips and lift her up as she wraps her legs around your waist her dress raising in the process. The kiss is fast and sloppy. Just the way you like it.

She's smiling, and she pulls herself tighter to you, grabbing a fistful of your hair.

You reach up to put a hand to her jaw as you lay her on the bed, never breaking the kiss. You try to savor the moment, not wanting to rush too much, but she has other plans. She reaches a hand down to grab your pants and pull your hips to grind into her center.

You let out a groan as you give in and start rubbing yourself against her, giving her the friction she desires.

Quickly, however, this begins to not be enough for the witch as her hand moves over to your belt buckle as she tries to open it. She gets impatient and her failed one-handed attempts, and her eyes flash red as your pants literally fly off of you, leaving you in only your boxers.

Surprised and half confused, you pull away for a second, but she's not having it as she pulls you back to her and flips you both over so she's on top of you.

She grinds her hips up and down your full length, her dress now high enough that you can feel her warmth through her thin panties. She moves her kisses down your jaw and to your neck. All you can do is grip her hips and tilt your head to give her better access.

She lifts the bottom of your shirt and starts kissing down your torso before sitting up. At the loss of contact, you prop yourself up on your elbows, looking at her in a confused daze.

"Take it off," she demands, and you quickly throw your shirt over your head. You look back at her as she stares at your torso, admiring you.

You begin to grow uncomfortable with the scrutiny. Seeming to sense it, she leans back in to kiss you. She moves your hands to the bottom of her shirt, wrapping your fingers around the bottom of her dress. "Take it off," she whispers against your lips. You nod quickly, gathering the bottom of her dress and lifting it over her head.

Oh shit. She's not wearing a bra. You've been trying to contain yourself, but it is proving somehow harder than you expected.

She grabs your wrists to move your calloused hands and places them on her hips, slowly moving them up her curvy sides until you reach her breasts, where she places her hands over yours to squeeze and knead her.

You don't need to be told twice. You take to massaging her on your own, sitting up to kiss her. She allows you one kiss before pushing you back and placing her hands on your shoulders to support herself as she resumes grinding down on your now fully hardened member, eyes closing.

If she doesn't stop soon, you're going to finish before her. You can't have that.

You move one hand to her side and one to her face before flipping you both back over.

She looks angry for a second, but you begin an almost attack on her neck as you begin grinding against her warmth again.

Her eyes close as one of your hands slides down her side towards the waistband of her underwear. You slide your fingers just ever so slightly underneath and run them slowly across back and forth.

You move your mouth up to her ear before whispering, "Do you want me to touch you, Wanda?" And you pull back to look into her eyes.

She nods quickly and grabs the back of your head to pull you into another searing kiss.

You slowly slide your fingers down until you reach her warm center and groan as you feel how wet she is. You slide your fingers up and down from her entrance to circle her clitoris and back.

She moans loudly into your mouth at the sensation.

You move your kisses back to her neck and then down to her hardened nipples as you slide your fingers into her.

At this, she digs her nails into your back while arching off the bed, moaning loudly. It doesn't take long before she's wiggling and writhing, but just before she finishes, you'd gently pull your fingers out.

She whines at the loss, sitting up. "Why'd you store? Please don't stop."

You smile, moving up to kiss her. "Don't you want to play out your little show from earlier?" you whisper.

You place a hand on the back of her head, pulling her up onto her knees while you stand up, still kissing her. You then bend to grab her waist and, in one motion, lift her up and flip her over legs over your shoulders pussy against your face.

She lets out a small yelp, which quickly turns into a moan as you dig in. She wastes no time before fumbling to get your boxers off, 8" of you slapping her in the face.

She moves to taste you moaning as she does.

Her mouth plus the vibrations of her moans make you rethink if you'll stay stable enough to hold her, but you know you must power through.

You both continue your acts on each other like your lives depended on it.

You knew it wasn't long before you would climax, whether you liked it or not, but you just hoped you were good enough for her to be in the same situation.

You soon became confident that your hopes were true as her thighs began to squeeze your head like she was trying to crush a watermelon.

As you felt yourself getting closer, you couldn't help but begin thrusting into her mouth, though trying to keep it gentle, you could only control yourself so much.

With a little more moaning and groaning from both of you, you knew you would break soon. Just when you thought you couldn't hold it anymore, you heard a loud moan from Wanda and felt her reach to massage your balls, forcing you to climax with her.

You tried your best to stay upright somehow successfully before walking over to lay her on the bed. You move on top of her and move lower to clean her up with your mouth. She whines at the stimulation, and you rub a gentle hand over her stomach before moving to get up.

Once you're standing and about to gather your things, you hear a disgruntled sound come from the sleepy witch before you're lifted up and placed under the covers beside her.

You aren't complaining, and you're crazy tired, so you scoot closer and she rolls to lie her head on your chest.

Masterlist

A/N: Sorry its short and probably not as well written as some of my other works I have to written in forever and also haven't been reading as often

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"Someone's happy." Wanda's legs wrap tightly around my waist, her arms around my neck and her cheek rests on my shoulder.

"Well I am having breakfast cooked for me and then I have been promised sex. Today is a good day so I am happy."

"Oh and every other day you are grumpy because no sex?" I raise my eyebrows with a goofy smirk as Wanda shakes her head.

"No." She gently nibbles the hinge of my jaw before mumbling against it. "I get food every day so I have a reason to be happy every day.

"Wow, rude." I laugh as I take my arms away from her and her grip on me tightens as she squeals.

"Ah, baby don't drop me, I'm sorry. You are enough to make me smile everyday."

"Mhmm, well I guess I can just chuck these pancakes and berries in the bin then if I make you oh so happy." Wanda gasps gently sliding herself down my body until her feet are on the floor grabbing the plate of food and swivelling away from me.

"You're a close second, but your pancakes are to die for so." She points to the pancakes with her fork after taking a reasonable bite of them with a cheeky smile. "So good."

"Better than sex?" Wanda nods her cheeky smile, only growing bigger.

"Right now, yes." She mumbles with her hand covering her mouth as she swallows her food.

"Well I could always just take the sex away if it's not up to your satisfactory baby girl." I state making my way behind Wanda, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her against me, and taking the plate from her hand to place it on the counter.

"Now I didn't say th-oh fuck." Wanda gasps as I slip my hand under the band of her underwear teasing just above where she needs me, my lips against the shell of her ear.

"You could have all of this, my fingers playing with your clit or buried deep inside you finding all the spots that make you see stars, feel like your soul leaves your body, a back breaking orgasm." I lick the shell of her ear, a sinister smirk on my lips. "Maybe even my cock buried so deep inside you feel it in your stomach. Because I know my good girl, my baby girl, loves my cock inside her. Loves being full."

"Please." I chuckle at her breathless plea pulling my hand out and moving it up to her throat gently squeezing.

"Yet you decided to be cheeky, just because I can't call you a brat doesn't mean I can't

be a little mean towards you for not being my good girl. My sweet innocent baby thinks she can get away with being so rude to me." Wanda's body leans into mine more, her hand resting on top of mine on her throat.

"I'm sorry. Please just fuck me." I chuckle, shaking my head pulling away from Wanda who whines at the loss turning around to face me pouting.

"I don't think so baby." I smirk harshly, grabbing her jaw and tilting her head to look up at me. "You should have thought about being cheeky before asking me to fuck you."

"Baby." Wanda sighs, grabbing my wrist and pulling my hand down to her core pressing my hand flat against it; having slid it under her underwear. "Yes, oh fuck yes."

"Look at you baby, trying to get yourself off on my hand." Wanda bites her lip moaning as she ruts her hips against my hand, hers pushing it against her more.

"Fingers." Her voice is husky as she tries pushing my hand down more towards her entrance.

"Ah-ah baby." I gently smack her butt with my free hand, her grasp on my other loosening slightly as she whines at the small hurt and I take my hand back. "Someone is desperate."

"I'm always desperate for you." Her hand makes its way to the back of my neck as she turns her head to brush her lips against mine. "My body craves yours, craves your fingers, your mouth, your .... Tongue."

"Yeah?" Wanda hums, nodding.

"My fingers are barely enough any more. When I'm home alone or the boys have gone to bed you're the first thing on your mind. I imagine you taking me in every room in my apartment, your house, the penthouse. Just thinking of you gets me so horny. So wet. Calling your name into an empty room as I touch myself."

"Well, do you know what else your body craves?" Wanda hums, poking her tongue out to lick over my lips as her darkened eyes look into mine. "Food."

"What?" I pull away with a sly chuckle and smirk grabbing the plate from the side and holding it in front of Wanda.

"Your body needs food, and I need to have a shower and brush my teeth." Wanda's brows furrow as she looks down to the pancakes and then down to me. "My baby needs a full stomach and energy for what I have planned for her. Wouldn't want her to pass out on me now would I?"

"No." She whispers as she picks up the fork, stabbing a bit of pancake and slowly bringing it to her mouth.

"So you eat, and I will meet you in the bedroom when you're done." Wanda bites down on the fork, slowly dragging it out of her mouth as her eyes stare into mine.

"I'll be waiting for you."

~~~~~

I turn the shower off, after a quick wash, smiling to myself when I hear muffled sounds coming from the other side of the door: having a feeling about what's happening. I look in the mirror to make sure that everything is in check then wrap my towel around my waist and grab another one to wrap my hair up in it.

I look down, adjusting the towel so, and chuckling as I hear a muffled groan - maybe a whine - from the other room. I pull the towel off my hair and drape it over my shoulders so it falls in a way that it covers my chest before making my way to the door.

I very carefully and slowly unlock and open the door, biting my lip as I see Wanda on top of the covers with her hand buried in her underwear with her head tilted back and pressed against the pillow with her eyes squeezed tightly shut, her mouth opened and soft moans spill past her lips.

"Fuck, Y/n please. Yes, yes, right there." She whines under her breath as her other hand moves to grope at her breast, pinching her nipple between her finger and thumb; and I lean against the door crossing my arms watching her.

"Fuck, I'm so close." I bite my lip as her back starts to arch off the bed, her hand sliding from her breast up to her throat, and I watch as she gently squeezes it.

"You look so sexy like this." Wanda's eyes fling open and all her movements stop but she makes no move to remove her hand from her core and I finally let my eyes drift to look at her in her new lingerie set. "That's new."

"You were taking so long." She breathes out as her chest rises and falls quickly, but I can't take my eyes off of her.

The red thigh highs held in place with a matching garter that sits just below a red lace corset that fits her body perfectly. My eyes dart down as she moans again slowly pulling her hand out of her red lace underwear, a visible dark spot on them, before my eyes are back on hers.

"Don't." Her movements freeze, her eyes growing wide slightly as I bite the corner of my lip. "Keep fucking yourself for me."

"Fuck baby." She presses her lips together as she slowly puts her hand back where it was, her eyes never leaving mine until they roll to the back of her head. "Oh fuck."

"Good girl." The filthy moan that leaves her lips shoots pleasure down to my core as her eyes flutter open meeting mine.

"Daddy." Oh shit. "Please. I need you."

"You need me, huh?" I keep up my cocky act as I push myself off the door pulling the towel off from around my shoulder allowing it to drop to the floor, my smirk only growing as Wanda's eyes instantly find my now bare chest.

"Please, baby. I need you. Need your fingers, you her mouth. Need you to fuck me."

"You need me to fuck you. You want daddy to fuck you till you can't remember your own name. Until you're begging me to stop as I push you over the edge over and over and ..."

"Fuck please, please. Daddy please." Her hips roll against her hand as she tries to reach her high, but when she groans in frustration looking at me with pleading eyes I finally give in to her: Not like I wasn't going to anyway.

"Okay baby." I give her a sultry smirk, undoing the towel slowly and allowing it to drop to the floor, my eyes never leaving Wanda's as hers look down to what the towel was hiding and all her movements stop as she slowly moves up to rest on her elbows.

"I've been good?" Her eyes light up as I nod, gesturing her to come to me with my finger and she doesn't waste a minute scrambling out of bed to stand in front of me.

"The best. My good girl deserves to be rewarded." I cup her cheek and she leans into my tough as my thumb caresses her cheek.

I quickly change my demeanour and move my hand to wrap around her neck, my other hand holding her hip as I push her back towards the bed. She tumbles backwards onto the bed, using her elbows to keep her body prompted up as she stares up at me. Her hand reaches out grabbing the toy, a grunt leaving my lips as she tugs me towards her and I fall forward catching myself with my hands next to her head. Her other hand rests on the back of my neck, pulling my head down until her lips are pressed against my ear.

"Please fuck me daddy."

"Gladly."

I pull her hips so her legs are dangling off the end of the bed, pulling her thighs apart as I trail my lips down to her pulse point and nipping at the skin. A small moan passes her lips as I make sure to leave a mark on her neck for everyone to see before trailing my lips down the valley between her breasts, which are still trapped in by the corset.

I slide one hand into her underwear, groaning at the wetness I find pooling in them Wanda's back arching with a sigh at finally having some reprieve from the growing heat in her core. I trail my other hand up her side then across her chest to the front of the corset slowly pulling at the small bow to start undoing the strings and get this thing off of her.

"As much as I love you in lingerie, I like what's underneath a whole lot more." I kiss the top of her left breast, gently sucking and kissing at the skin before biting gently down and smirking when I see a small bruise already forming.

"Baby, please." Her breathless please only turn me on that much more as I pull at the strings of the corset feeling it loosen beneath me.

"So fucking sexy." I mumble as I look down to the corset pulling the strings out of their loops so I can pull the thing apart, her breasts being freed from confinement and I instantly move to latch my mouth around her already hard nipple. My other hand slowly pulls her underwear down her thighs before she kicks them off and somewhere onto the floor.

"Fuck."

I dip two fingers into her entrance, met by hardly any resistance, Wanda's hands grip onto my back as she slowly starts to roll her hips as I slowly pull my fingers in and out of her. I move my mouth over to her other breast wrapping my lips around her nipple, my free hand groping at the other breast and rolling her nipple between my finger and thumb.

"Oh my god. More, please, more." I look up at her, her lip caught between her teeth with her brows furrowed and her eyes scrunched closed.

"My baby girl wants more?" I whisper, dragging my tongue from her nipple up to the base of her neck and up to the hinge of her jaw, I nip at it gently before leaning up to whisper in her ear slowly adding another finger into her as I do. "You still want more?"

"Ah, fuck. Oh." I smirk against her ear as I curl my fingers inside her, her head pressing back into the pillow as she digs her nails into my shoulder blades.

"I got to get you ready for my cock. Stretch you out, make sure you can take it all."

"Daddy please." I chuckle against her ear at the desperation in her voice.

"What does my baby girl want? Hmm, what does my good girl need?"

"Please make me cum. Want to cum so bad, show you how good you make me feel. Oh fuck, yes."

I push my fingers knuckle deep into her, curling as I pull them out, quickening my pace as her hips start to roll against my hand. Her movements are desperate and sloppy as I attach my lips to her neck leaving a trail of marks as I make my way back to her breasts.

"You want to cum princess?" I ask as I take her nipple back into my mouth testing the waters as I add a fourth finger and I have to quickly use my other hand to push her hip down to stop them rutting against my hand.

"Holy shit. Shit, shit, shit. Baby." Wanda whines loudly as her back arches, her legs shaking as her nails dig into my skin and I hiss against her when her nails dig into my shoulder pulling me up as she attempts to kiss me but instead I end up swallowing her moans. "I'm going to, fuck, gonna cum. Want to cum, please."

"Go ahead baby, cum for me." Wanda's eyes squeeze shut, her jaw dropping open as a silent scream leaves her lips and her fingers dragging down my back slightly as her back arches off of the bed.

"Fuck."

Wanda's body drops back to the bed as her legs tighten around my arm her hand moving to hold my wrist as she keep my hand in place, rutting her hips against it to help her through her high as I continue to gently curl my fingers inside her to prolong her pleasure as long as possible.

"Baby, I - Oh fuck." I don't let Wanda finish her sentence as I use my free hand to pull one of her thighs away from trapping my arm, and quickly latch my lips onto her pulsing clit, smirking against it slightly as I testingly curl my fingers inside her. "I can't, baby I ... fuck, shit."

"You know the safe word if it's too much." I mumble, the vibrations against her clit causing her hip to buck against my face as I pull her leg over my shoulder pushing my fingers in at a new angle.

I smirk, flicking my tongue over her clit, when instead of saying anything her hand finds its place in my hair pulling my face against her core, her nails digging in against my scalp. Wanda wraps her other leg over my shoulder, her hips starting to rut against my face as her moans and sighs fill the room.

Her other hand grips onto the sheets pulling them as I look up at her writhing body as I wrap my free arm over her hips pressing them down into the bed and a filthy moans rip through her body. Wanda's thighs tighten around my head her hand in my hair pulling and scratching at my scalp as her back arches high off the bed, and I moan as I feel her walls suffocate my fingers as her orgasm washes over her, her juices coating my hand as I continue to pump my fingers in and out of her.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. Oh god." Wanda moans continue to spill from her even after her back touches back down on the bed her legs ever so slightly loosening from around my head allowing me to move it.

"You taste delicious, my love." I mumble as I kitten lick her folds, her hips jerking slightly, collecting the rest of her juices before moving my lips to kiss around the top of her thighs, moving my hands to gently rub up the outside side of them as she continues to relax.

"Baby I want a kiss." Wanda mumbles as she gently tugs at my hair, her legs falling beside me as I crawl up to lean over her, my hands either side of her head.

"Of course baby girl, I can never deny you a kiss." Wanda's eyes flutter open as I lean down, only to flutter close again as I kiss her softly.

I wrap one arm under her back, hoisting her up and onto the bed properly making sure her head rests on the pillow gently moving my kisses down her jaw to her ear.

"I love you." Wanda sighs, her hands moving wrap around my neck at my soft words.

"I love you too-oh fuck daddy." Wanda's words turn into a loud moan as I push the strap on into her entrance with no warning, but make sure to push in slowly so she can get used to the size.

"You like that baby. Like the feeling of my cock inside you." Wanda's hands drag down my back all the way to my butt where she grasps onto my cheeks and gently pulls so my hips snap against hers.

"Fuck. So big, you feel so good."

"Thought I would treat my baby to her favourite." I pull her ear between my teeth as her hands move back up to my shoulder blades as I set a slow but steady rhythm of pulling the strap all the way out before snapping my hips harshly pushing it all the way back in.

"Daddy." Wanda's voice is whiny and high pitched as her nails drag down my back, and I moan into her ear and the small amount of pain as she definitely marks my back.

"Oh baby girl, you look so good below me like this. Love seeing you so desperate for me, for my cock." I smirk at her moan moving my lips down to kiss around her neck before burying my head into the crook of it as I pick up the pace and thrust harder into her.

"Please, please, please." I don't really know what she is asking for, but when I slide my hands down to her legs pulling them up and around my waist the new angle makes her back arch and I smirk. "Yes, right there. Don't stop. Please don't stop, don't stop."

"You gonna cum princess?" Wanda nods quickly, her hands scratching at my back trying to find something to hold onto as she rolls her hips in rhythm with mine.

"Yes, daddy. Oh fuck. Y/n please." Wanda throws her head back into the pillow as she brings my hand up to her throat squeezing it.

"You're just my little play thing aren't you. Letting me use you however I please. Daddy's good girl, doing everything she can to get what she wants. And what is it you want, baby girl? You wanna cum, wanna show me how good I make you feel."

"Always make me feel so good." Wanda moans directly into my ear as her back arches off the bed slightly, as it allows the toy to bury that slightly bit deeper hitting the perfect spot inside her.

"I can tell you're getting close baby, the way you moan my name, the way your legs are pulling me in closer. The way your hands are pulling at every bit of skin they possibly can. You wanna cum?"

"Fuck yes. Please make me, let me cum." I chuckle devilishly as I grab one of her hands in mine pulling it between our body's.

"Touch yourself baby."

"Oh fuck." Wanda's whole body jolts as her fingers come into contact with her clit and I can feel how her fingers rub against her clit as I slow down my thrusts but keep the toy buried in her as I roll my hips so it brushes against her walls.

Wanda's other hand finds the back of my neck, her nails leaving half crescent shapes in my skin as she bites down on my shoulder muffing a scream as her body spasms below me and her hips buck harshly against me. Her legs shake as her back arches and her eyes roll back to the back of her head, as she pushes it back into the pillow.

"Oh baby, oh fuck, oh." She moans complete nonsense as she comes down from her orgasm, her body still writhing below me as she lands back on the bed.

"You did so well baby, taking me so good." I brush some hair out of her face as I test a soft thrust into her and her hands quickly land on my shoulders.

"Red, red, red." She whispers. "No more, not yet. Sensitive."

"Okay baby. Okay." I place one hand on her cheek, the other on her hip as I slowly start to pull out.

"No." She whines, and I raise my brows as her hands land on my hips. "Just stay inside, just a few minutes."

"Okay my love." I peck around her forehead gently settling my body against hers, as to not jostle the toy inside her.

"Mhmm, just a few minutes." I peck from her forehead down her cheeks and to her lips.

"Take as long as you need." Wanda hums against my lips as I peck hers repeatedly.

"I love how you make me feel." She says softly and I prompt myself up on my elbows to look down at her.

"Well I love the way I make you feel too." I slowly start to pull the toy out, rubbing my thumb on Wanda's cheek as she winces slightly. "I know baby, just a few more inches and I can get you cleaned up. I love you."

"Hmm love you too." She pulls me back down into another soft kiss as I get the toy all the way out my free hand rubbing her thigh soothingly squeezing it a few times. "Can we cuddle?"

"We can but first we gotta get you cleaned up and you gotta pee." Wanda whines, shaking her head.

"I don't wanna."

"Baby you don't get a choice. Pee after sex, get cleaned, stay safe." I take the strap off and dump it on the bed next to me as Wanda cheekily rolls her eyes at me.

"Pee, clean, safe." Wanda mocks me in a high pitch voice giggling.

"Someone seems high from their ... high."

"Mhmm, I am still in the heavens." Wanda lifts her arms in the air making grabby hands. "If you want your princess to be safe you have to be the knight in shining armour."

"Oh is that right." Wanda giggles grinning widely.

"Mhmm. Now sir knight, or Miss knight, mistress knight? Daddy knight!" I laugh easily as Wanda continues to grin cheekily at me. "Save this princess, show her the aftercare she deserves."

"Right away my lady." Her arms wrap around my neck as mine wrap around her body pulling her up, her legs weakly wrapping around my waist.

I easily move us to the ensuite, lifting the toilet seat lid up with my foot and gently placing Wanda on it, pointing my finger at her with a raised brow.

"Now pee." Wanda pushes her tongue into her cheek giving me a fake salute.

"Yes sir, ma'am, boss?" I laugh at Wanda's confusion.

"Wanda you can say whatever fits, it doesn't bother me. It's just a phrase, don't think too much into it." Wanda nods as I turn to the bath, turning the taps on and putting the plug in. "Now pee."

"Yes boss." I smile to myself leaving the ensuite to give her some privacy and decide to change the sheets and clean the strap on - once Wanda is done in the ensuite.

"Baby." Wanda's soft voice makes me smile and I make my way to the ensuite door.

"Yes my love."

"The bath is half full and my legs aren't working, so unless you want to flood my apartment you might want to come back in."

"Right the bath." I open the door, smiling as Wanda beams that amazing smile at me before quickly turning the bath off and moving to stand in front of Wanda. "Ready baby."

She doesn't say anything, instead holds her arms out once again making grabby hands, forcing a pout. I chuckle softly, easily lifting her off of the toilet and she leans back slightly to close the lid and flush it, before I lift her over the bath and slowly lower her into the water.

She hisses slightly as the water touches her sensitive core, but her body is quick to relax as she sinks further into the water once I remove my arms from around her. I sit on the edge of the bath, weaving my hand through her hair as she shifts about to get comfortable, and her hand makes its way to rest on my thigh gently squeezing it.

"Thank you for always taking care of me." I lean down leaving soft kisses along her forehead and temple, my finger and thumb tilting her chin as I peck her lips.

"I will always look after you princess."

"Can I make you feel good later? I mean after I've recovered." I lean back my eyes searching hers as she bites at the corner of her lip.

"Baby you know I'm not going to say no." She shrugs looking down at her hands as she lowers them onto the surface of the water tracing her finger over it and watching the small ripples it creates.

"Well I just want to make sure you're comfortable with me doing so. I know I don't give back much, and I can do more if you want. But you said consent was important so I just wanted to make sure I had it before jumping your bones at some point through the day." I chuckle with a soft smile.

"You have my consent, my love. And we have had a conversation like this before, you don't need to give back just because you think you need to. I have said that I prefer giving over receiving and it's perfectly okay, and normal, to prefer receiving than giving. It's all about that dynamic we have talked about and we can talk more about it if you need or want to. But don't ever think I want you to reciprocate anything I've done because you think you need to."

"We can talk about that later, but right now I think I just want to cuddle with you and be held. I feel needy, but like a clingy sort of needy." I brush some hair out of her face using my finger on her jaw to get her to look at me.

"We can cuddle baby. Whatever you feel after sex whether its wanting cuddles, or sleep, or to just talk, anything, you will get it. So let's get you out of this bath into some underwear and a shirt and we can cuddle on the bed."

"One of your shirts?" She asks with her big doe eyes and pout.

"Always."

"Yes." Her smile turns fuzzy and it makes my heart soar out of my chest.

"Let's get you out of this bath."

~~~~~

"I love you." Wanda mumbles into my neck, shuffling in my lap, as she sits sideways on it, her arms reaching for the covers.

"I love you too princess." I grab the covers from her hand pulling them up so they cover her legs, tucking it in between her legs and my front so it doesn't fall then put my hand on her back and the other wrapping around her waist to keep her in place.

"You treat me the way that I always thought love was meant to be like." Wanda moves her head to my shoulder to look up at me.

"And how's that bug?" I look down at her as she bites her lip, her eyes searching over my features.

"With so much care, attention, and softness. It's always how I saw my parents with each other, and wanting that growing up was always a dream. And then I was with Vision and my bubble burst when I realised what my parents have is so, so, rare and the things that books and movies are written about. It's so rare, it's almost make believe. Yet here you are treating me with everything I thought I would get with anyone who was meant to love someone."

"You treat me just the same baby. Relationships take work, and even though what we have has only been built over a few months for others it can take so much longer. There are no rules, or time line to these things so making sure that you treat a person in the best possible way. The way that you deserve is the easiest thing that I have ever done. So there is no need to thank me."

"Don't leave me." I scrunch my brows at her slightly shaky voice as her hands play with the collar of my shirt.

"Baby I'm not going to leave you." Wanda swallows harshly, nodding slowly.

"I know I can't ask that of you because the future is never a given and we can't plan that we are going to be together forever but I also know that if you leave I don't think I will ever be able to fix what's left behind. I know that people come into our lives only to leave and I know I shouldn't be asking this of you. But I just, I can't see my life without you and I don't think I will survive if you leave mine. So promise me you'll do your best to stay."

"I promise to stay baby, I promise." I wrap my arms tightly around her tightly as she buries her head into my neck, a few gentle sniffles being the only sound in the room as I sway us side to side.

"You'll stay?" I nod as I rest my head on hers.

"I'll stay for as many lifetimes as we get together."

"I'm so lucky." I chuckles shaking my head.

"Now that is incorrect. I am the lucky one here."

"I love you dorogaya."

"I love you too princess."

Wanda lay curled up in her big cage, stuffies, each one adorned with tiny bows or sparkly jewels, a mountain of pillows and pink fairy lights decorating her little heaven Her favourite pink fluffy blanket pulled over her, the comfortable plush foam underneath her fragile body, only added to the sweet warmth. Her favourite teddy bear secured tightly, wrapped in her arms, laced with the scent of her owner, you. Her subtle features were relaxed as she napped, turning over now and again. The tail plug nestled in her tight asshole acting as comfort. She was resting up for playtime, which was quickly approaching. Her bunny ears headband set firmly on her head.

You quietly sat down on the wooden floor and carefully opened the cage door, brushing her soft hair out of her face. "My sweet bunny wake up." Her eyes fluttered open. She yawned cutely, stretching her small body as she sat up, the blanket falling off her shoulders. "It's time for playtime already?" You nodded. "Yes, bunny."

Wanda smiled brightly, her naked form climbing out of the cage and crawling onto your lap with a squeak of delight. "What do you have in store for us today?"

"You'll see." You kissed her flushed cheek, getting up with wanda still in your arms. As you carry her to the bedroom, Wanda's anticipation grows. Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she looks around at the familiar surroundings. You gently placed wanda down on the bed. "Baby, be a good girl and spread your legs." blushing but obeying, Wanda slowly spreads her legs for you revealing her wet, pink shaven pussy. "Good girl." You praised as wanda blushed. "Be a good little bunny and finger that little cunt whilst I go grab something." Her breath hitched at the sudden request. O-okay," Wanda replied, her voice trembling slightly. She slowly reached down between her legs, her fingers finding her wet, sensitive folds. With a deep breath, she started to probe and explore, feeling the warmth and moisture of her arousal. Starting with two fingers. She moaned softly, feeling herself getting wetter already. It didn't take long for her to grow impatient, though. As Wanda continued to pleasure herself, she couldn't help but grow more desperate for your return. Her moans became louder and more needy, her small body trembling with anticipation. She spread her legs even wider, offering easier access to her tight pussy.

When you returned, Wanda whimpered when you approached her, you set something down on the bed next to her. She was practically begging for your touch, her whole body shaking with desire. You pressed the heel of your hand against her clit and she arched back in pleasure, moaning loudly as her orgasm finally hit her, her juices flying everywhere, drenching the sheet beheath her in her squirt. She slowly pulled out her fingers, but you yanked them out her sensitive pussy and forced them into her mouth. Loudly gags escaped her mouth as she tasted herself on her fingers. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she clutched at the blankets beneath her, writhing in ecstasy. "Tasty?" You voice sweet so different from your rough actions. Wanda, still gasping for breath and trying to recover from her intense orgasm, nodded weakly, tears of pleasure and humiliation welling up in her eyes. "Y-yes... tasty," she managed to choke out between gasps. You removed her fingers. Wanda looked up at you, her eyes still glassy with lust and submission. She tried to regain some composure, feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm slowly subsiding. "Lay down" Obediently, Wanda laid down on the bed, presenting her quivering pussy to you. Her heart raced as she waited for your next command.

Wanda bit her lower lip, her eyes locked onto yours, as you crawled next to her. "Please, mistress, please touch your bunny, my pussy hurts." She winned. You kissed her pout away. You trailed the washed carrot up her body. Wanda saw the carrot, trembling with anticipation. Her mouth watered at the thought of it sliding into her tight pussy. "Please...may I have it?" Her breath hitched as she felt the coolness of the carrot against her sensitive skin. Her body arched upwards, seeking more contact. "Beg bunny." You commanded.

"Please, Mistress, i beg you to use your carrot on my tight little pussy." You laughed at her. "Fill me up with it." She begged. She cried out, her back arching off the bed as she felt the slightest touch of the carrot against her swollen clit. Her hands fisted in the sheets, her entire body trembling with need and desire. "Shh." You whispered into your sweet bunnys ear. She whimpered, already feeling the wetness seeping out of her aching pussy. She could feel herself grow even more desperate for you to finally give her what she had been begging for you. her body tense as she felt the carrot teasingly brush against her entrance. Her eyes were locked on yours, filled with trust and longing.

Your movements were slow and deliberate, filling her pussy with the carrot bit by bit. Wanda's legs trembled as she felt yourself inside her, stretching her tight pussy further, the carrot slid deeper into her tight channel. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure mixed with pain, a soft moan escaping her lips. She was completely at your mercy, her body trembling around the intruding carrot.Wanda's tight pussy gripped the carrot, stretching around it as you slowly pushed it inside. She moaned softly, her body tensing in anticipation of the inevitable penetration. You gave her no mercy gaining a fast pace. Wanda cried out as you fucked her with the carrot, her whole body trembling with shock and pleasure. She arched up off the bed, meeting every thrust of the carrot with a gasp and moan. Her cries grew louder, her body writhing under yours as you continued to use the carrot to violate her soaking hole.

"You fucking slut hmm? getting fucked with a carrot? how pathetic are you. Bunny." Wanda could only moan in response, her legs and arms trembling from the force with which you thrust the carrot in and out of her. your over hand came up to roughly play with her nipple, pinching, tugging the poor pink buds. Her nipple hardened under your harsh treatment, causing a shiver to run down her arched spine. She bit her lip harder, trying to contain her screams of pleasure as you continued to use her like this. You stopped fucking her with the carrot leaving it hang out her poor cunt.

"Do it yourself, you stupid mut." She reached down and picked up the carrot, positioned it at her entrance once again. Hesitantly guiding it back inside herself. Her body trembled as she began to push herself onto the carrot, mimicking your earlier actions. "M-mistress," she whimpered. "Look at you, a dumb bunny."

"Mmmm, yes. I'm your pathetic little toy." She nodded, her face twisted in pure bliss. "You like being stretched out, like a mindless whore?" You teased her. "Oh, yes, it feels amazing, please. Mistress, give me more!" She loudly moaned out.

And more you gave her, as she was mindlessly thrusting the cum drenched carrot in and out of her. You pushed the carrot in the whole way. You grabbed her wrists with one hand. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the carrot pushing against her deepest walls. A moan of pure ecstasy escaped her lips as she felt herself reaching the brink of orgasm.Wanda's body trembled. her eyes were half-closed in pleasure. You roughly grabbed her soft wrist with one hand and restrained them. Grabbing the pink wand from the nightstand. "Push baby."

Wanda's eyes widened in shock as you touched her hyper sensitive clit with the vibrator, almost causing her to lose her state of mind. She grimaced in pain and pleasure as she tried to push the carrot out while also dealing with the intense sensations. Wanda gritted her teeth, tears streaming down her face, as she pushed with all her might., the pleasure to much. But with the vibrator working relentlessly on her poor pink bud, another orgasm apporached fast, sending unbearable pleasure through her. She squirted again, even more powerful. The carrot slid out of her tight pussy with a wet squelching sound. Her screams filling up the room.

Wanda panted heavily, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of the intense orgasm. Her eyes were still glassy and unfocussed, but she gave you a weak smile. "Thank you, Mistress, that was amazing."

You turned the vibrator of stopping the abuse on her clit ans flipped her over onto her hands and knees, presenting her well-fucked pussy to you. She shuddered, still feeling the aftereffects of your incredibly arousing game. Wanda let out a loud yelp as you pulled on her bunny tail plug. her hole contracting around the smooth surface. "Ah fuck." her voice trailed off into a moan as another tremor passed through her.

when you finished taking out the fluffy plug, a long sting of slick hanged from the metal. Wanda whimpered, trying to ignore the ache in her ass, gaping slightly, begging to be filled again. She looked back at you, her eyes pleading for mercy. Her heart was racing, and she could feel herself getting wet again despite the pain and humiliation. Wanda let out a sharp gasp, her body jerking in surprise. The sensation of your tongue against her sensitive flesh sent shivers down her spine, cleaning up her asshole. She tried to push away from you, but your hands held her in place. Her moans turned into soft pleas for more. "Mistress. Please." She whimpered. "Shh bunny, iam going to switch out your tail colour, what do you want?"

"Baby pink."

You opened the nightstand draw to many tails, different shapes, colours, and sizes. You picked out the pink big one, and she shivered as she felt the coolness of the toy against her stretched opening. She bit her lower lip, trying to contain her groans as you began to push it inside her.

"There bunny all done." You kiss the plump flesh of her asscheek. Her ass clenched around the plug, holding it tightly inside her. She collapsed onto the bed, her body finally giving out. "You did so good. You're a good little bunny." You praised picking her up. "Cage or bed after shower?" You asked.

"Bed." She sleepily whispered out.

You scooped her and kissed her sweet lips. Making your way to the bathroom, starting the first step of aftercare. Ready to spoil your precious bunny.