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nocxta · 9 months

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Guilty Pleasure

pairing: Wanda Maximoff x little!reader

word count: 4.7k

a/n: Please do not hesitate to let me know of any warnings I might've missed! Otherwise, I hope you enjoy <3

Wanda's brought you to work with her, and you're so excited. You get to watch your mommy work! She's sat you down at the nearest vacant desk and you're quietly watching her have a serious big-people meeting with the rest of her co-workers, the Mighty Avengers.

"How is my little girl? " Wanda asks, glancing at you and making sure you're all right. You nod at her and try to be good.

"'m okay!," you squeak quietly, shooting her a subtle thumbs up and a shy smile. She laughs at your attempt at maturity and kisses your head, ruffling your hair a little. "Just behave yourself and you can have ice cream when we're finished here, okay?" she says sweetly. "Be a good girl for mommy." You beam at her and nod your head excitedly. "Yes ma'am!," you say with a cheeky grin.

You spend the next while quietly watching the adults talk, eating some candy mommy gave you as a reward for your good behavior. You try to stay out of everyone's way, but your little self has a mind of its own, and it's super interested in what's going on around you.

You get bored after a while, and start to poke around on the computer with some headphones. You've never really been all that good at technology, but you try to use the computer anyways. You click on some random icons until you stumble upon a folder of pictures and videos that have Wanda's name beneath them.

You click on the folder, but a password is required.

You panic. You can't go back to mommy now-- she's still busy talking, and you know better than to bother her when she's having important grown-up conversations.

You try your birthday typed about 3 different ways before the computer accepts your password and lets you into its secret files. You quickly put in the next attempt before the computer can lock you out again.

You're excited now that you have the password, but the folder only has one file in it-- a video.

You click it and it takes you to a website you're not familiar with. A big 'play' button blocks out the majority of the preview, but from what you can see- it's a video of another Mommy and her little sitting on a bed. They're talking quietly, but you can't really hear the words, just their voices. You scroll up and down the video a few times, trying to figure out how the video starts. The Mommy is holding something and you think maybe she has some sort of toy in her hand?

You don't know how to get the video to start, so you just decide to go for it and press the button. The video starts on an angle where you can't see the little's face, but you can see the Mommy.

"Hello, little one," says a sweet voice from behind the camera, "I bet you're excited to make a video with me?" There's a moment of silence, and then the Mommy continues. "Of course you are," she says. She's not speaking loudly, but her voice is soft and sweet, like someone talking to a baby. "You want to make mommy happy, don't you?"

The little nods eagerly. They look a lot like you... around the same age, same hair color, and y/e/c eyes-- but you've never seen the woman holding the toy before. She looks a bit older and taller than your Mommy and she has long dark brown hair and blue eyes.

Suddenly the little is being told to lie down and spread her legs and you notice that they're not wearing a diaper or any panties! Your eyes nervously search the room for Wanda, only to find her engrossed in conversation with the others, her back turned to you and the computer you sit at.

The video starts.

The camera pans to the little, who looks incredibly embarrassed. She's trying to hide her body, her hands clasped over her breasts and between her legs as if she's scared to show her special parts to the camera.

"Oh no, little one," says the Mommy, "you know you have to be good if you want mommy's special toy. You want to make mommy happy, don't you?" The Mommy runs her hand through the little's hair as if to comfort her. "I want you to be a good girl. Can you do that for me, little one?"

The little nods, but she looks nervous.

"Here," says the Mommy, handing the little a paci and some medicine, "you can suck on your paci and have some medicine so you feel better while mommy makes you feel good."

The little hesitates a moment before popping the pacifier in their mouth and swallowing the medicine. "Good girl," says the Mommy, kissing the little's forehead and rubbing her tummy. To your surprise, her hand slowly wanders below the little's waistline, prodding at the wet slit between their legs.

"You're such a good girl for mommy," says the Mommy, "now open up and show me that pretty little cunt."

The little does as she's told, parting her legs and revealing her wet lips and clit to the camera. They're not completely shaved-- she's got a bit of hair, but you've never seen anything like it before. She spreads herself open and the Mommy watches as the little's cunt twitches and gapes, the soft flesh glistening with wetness.

"Look at you, you're such a fucking slut aren't you?" says the Mommy as she starts to slowly finger the little. They moan and their body flinches at the contact.

Your eyes go wide as you watch the dirty scene unfold. Why would Wanda have something like this on her computer? The mommy was being so nasty to the little... did Wanda want to say mean things like that to you? She had only ever been gentle and sweet with you-- even during punishment, she never dared to insult you like the woman in the video does.

"Look at how wet you are," says the Mommy. She pulls her fingers out and spreads the wetness over the little's lips, smearing the slickness into the hair and making it messy.

You check for Wanda again, heart beat slowing a little once you see she's yet to move from her chair at the conference table. You feel a warm sensation beginning to brew in your tummy as you continue to watch the video, trying to listen to what the Mommy and the little are saying as she fingers them.

"Are you going to cum for me?" asks the Mommy. "Show Mommy how wet you are, slut." She speeds up the motions of her fingers and the little's body jolts, their hips starting to twitch as they cum. Her mouth is still wrapped around her paci, so all that escapes her mouth is a muffled high-pitched moan.

There's suddenly a growing heat between your legs that you can't seem to ignore. You squirm a bit in your seat, readjusting your legs to try and alleviate the feeling. You can't help but touch yourself a little while you watch the video-- slipping a tiny hand into your diaper to feel your wet slit. You think about the little and how much fun they're having with the Mommy as you start to play with yourself, your eyes fixed on the screen in front of you.

Your body begins to twitch and your breathing hitches as you feel yourself getting close. It feels so good that you forget where you are, your dumb little brain not thinking to check for Wanda's distraction from what you were doing.

You nearly jump out of your skin when you feel a set of firm, warm hands taking a grip of your shoulders from behind.

"You've wet yourself," she says in that same scary tone. You don't answer-- you can't answer. Your mouth hangs open and you're frozen in fear. She reaches for your hand, gently holding it in her own. "It's okay, sweetheart," she says sweetly, "I think that diaper deserves a little change, don't you?" She turns to the group. "Pardon us, everyone," she says politely as she starts to lead you away, "I need to take my little one to the changing table."

Your eyes are wide with panic as she leads you toward the door. Your brain can't seem to understand what's happening and all you can do is silently follow your Mommy into the changing room.

Once the door shuts behind you, you freeze, unsure what to do or say.

"Go ahead and lay down on the table for Mommy," she says, starting to remove your clothes. You hesitate at first, but do what she says, laying your little body on the cold table, feeling a bit silly as you lay on your back with your legs splayed open in the cold air of the public restroom.

"Silly little girl, getting into Mommy's things" Wanda coos as she removes the blue diaper from your bottom, tossing it aside as she gasps at the scene between your legs.

Your face burns in embarrassment as your Mommy looks at you, examining the way your folds glisten and your slit drips wetness.

Wanda gasps and dramatically draws her painted fingers to her chest in shock. "Mommy's going to have to give you a spanking," she says, smirking, "Did my little girl like what she saw on Mommy's computer? Hm?"

"I'm sorry," you whisper, shamefully looking away from her.

"Oh, silly little girl. It's much too late for all of that." She spreads your legs further apart and leans down, her hot breath sending a chill down your spine. "Do you think you're big enough for Mommy's mouth?"

Your mouth goes dry as you stare at her. You want to answer, you want to tell her that you really don't know, but you can't find your voice.

"Why don't we find out?" she asks, grinning as she leans forward and takes you into her mouth. You gasp, shocked at the sensation of her tongue swirling around your clit, the heat of her mouth. She sucks gently and your eyes flutter shut, moaning quietly.

"You taste so sweet," she says, taking her mouth from you, "such a good girl." She leans in again, the wet heat of her tongue sending you into a daze. Her fingers reach down, rubbing gently at your folds, dipping them in just a bit. You shiver and let out a little whimper, feeling your thighs start to shake.

"Is Mommy gonna make her little girl cum?" Wanda asks innocently, the sound of her voice causing your heart to jump.

"Mhm," you moan, "Yes, Mommy," you moan. She hums and the vibrations cause a jolt of pleasure to go through you. Her fingers press deeper and you can't help but let out a desperate little mewl.

"That's too bad," she says, pulling away, "Mommy's gonna stop, I'm afraid." She stands and moves to look at the door. "I think that's enough fun and games for the night," she says, looking back at you with a grin, "let's get you home, malyshka."

"What? Mommy, no!" you whine, your face red at your outburst.

Her hand comes down on your cheek and your cry out. "No?" she asks, her eyes narrowing, "What has gotten into you, little one?" She chuckles as she starts toward the door, snapping at you to follow.

You sigh, pushing yourself up, getting off the table and following after her. You're not sure what's going on, but you don't think you like it.

***

You frown as Wanda unlocks the front door to the house, and you hesitate for a moment, wondering what you should do.

"Go ahead and head upstairs, malyshka," she says, pulling the door open and stepping inside.

"Yes, Mommy," you say, doing as she says, though you don't take to the stairs right away. You wait, leaning against the wall in the hallway for a moment instead.

You're not sure what's going to happen, but you can't shake the feeling that you're in serious trouble. You hear the front door slam shut and you flinch.

–<_>–

"I'm s-sorry!" you cry as Wanda’s hand comes down on your ass yet again. "I didn't mean to!"

"Aw, but malyshka, you don't look sorry." She frowns, "At least your pathetic little pussy doesn't..." She says, running her delicate fingers through your folds and collecting the sticky slick that coats them.

"Mommy," you whine, trying to cover yourself and stop her from touching you down there. You're too scared to talk back to her, not wanting to be punished any further.

"Such a filthy little girl," she scolds, "look how wet you are for Mommy." She holds up her fingers, collecting your wetness on the tips of them before bringing her hand back between your legs, rubbing your clit in small circles slowly as you moan helplesslyy into the sheets.

She sits between your legs and continues to touch you from behind, dipping two fingers into your waiting hole as her other hand continues to spank you. "Oh, baby, you’re dripping." she says sweetly as she strokes your clit, her fingers running in soft circles.

You sob into the pillows before you as Wanda has her way with you, legs trembling as your mind subconsciously wanders back to the video you had seen earlier. You're so confused by your feelings.

Your body starts to react as you approach your peak, your legs start to spread wider, your hips bucking off the mattress to chase her fingers. Your breath is coming out in ragged moans and whines, your brain completely distracted by the sensation between your legs.

"You gonna cum for Mommy? Hm?" Wanda asks as she rubs her fingers harder against your clit. You nod quickly, biting down on your lip to keep yourself quiet.

"Yeah?" she says sweetly as she speeds up the motion of her fingers.

You nod again, head much too fuzzy to realize that she's slowly inching her fingers away from your cunt until it's too late.

You begin to whine and buck your hips as your orgasm is no longer within reach. "M-mommy!" You cry. She looks up from between your legs and flashes you a devious smile as she brings her wet fingers to her lips and sucks your juices off of them.

"Please," you whine.

"Good girl," she says as she starts to rub again, causing you to gasp and squirm, still feeling on edge after she denied you your orgasm.

"Now get up." She says flatly, removing her hand from your cunt and stepping away from you. Her warm smile has disappeared and her Sokovian accent comes through much rougher than before.

Wanda's accent only comes out like that when she's really upset with you-- it's a bit scary to hear, but you can’t deny the fact that it makes your little brain feel all warm and gooey inside.

You do as she says, pushing yourself off the bed and sitting up. You see her holding the pink pacifier-- the one she likes to use during punishment, and your eyes go wide with fear.

"Put your hands behind your back and come here," she says, walking towards you.

"Please, Mommy," you say, standing up and doing as she says, putting your hands behind your back and letting her grab you and secure the restraints on.

"Dirty little girl," She mumbles as she turns you around so that you're facing her.

"Kneel."

You do as she says, lowering yourself to the ground in front of her. Your heart is pounding in your chest.

"Did Mommy's little baby like the videos she found?" she asks, grabbing a fistful of your hair and tugging your head back roughly.

"N-no," you say, trying to look down at the floor, not wanting to see the anger on her face.

"No?" she says, "Then why did my little baby get all wet and sticky from watching? Hm?" She lifts your chin with her hand and you look into her eyes. Her face is blank, but her eyes are livid.

"I don't know," you say, not really sure of what else you can say.

"What a naughty, naughty baby," she says, grabbing your face and leaning down so that she's level with you. "You didn't like watching the mommy finger her little?" she asks, raising her eyebrows.

"N-no, I didn't," you say, shaking your head.

"Really? You didn't like when she called them a little slut? Didn't like when she pulled their hair and spit in their mouth, like this?" She does this all while you're staring into her dark green eyes. Your mind is reeling.

"Didn't like when she made her little use their mouth on her, like this?" she asks, grabbing the back of your head and forcing your face into her crotch.

Your nose is stuffed with the thick smell of her cunt as she grinds herself against you, moaning as she does.

"That's right," Wanda groans as she rubs her clit against your face.

You can feel your face flush with warmth as she continues to grind against you, breathing in the thick musk of her cunt, letting her juices soak the bottom half of your face. You attach your lips to her clit and start to suck, causing Wanda to let out a high-pitched moan.

"Just like that, baby," she says as she thrusts her hips into you.

You start to move your mouth to suckle on her cunt, running your tongue in broad strokes to get her wet enough to open for you.

Wanda doesn't let up on the grip she has on your hair, using it to pull you where she wants you to go. Her other hand grabs a fistful of your hair at the nape of your neck, and she starts to guide you.

She pulls your mouth away from her cunt and holds your face still as she moves to sit on the edge of the bed, pushing you to kneel between her legs. She then spreads them again and motions for you to continue before shoving your face back into her cunt. .

"Lick it up, baby," she moans as her hips buck against your mouth. "Dirty slut," she says, pulling your hair.

You start to eat her out like she wants, licking up the juices that run down her thighs. She then grabs your hands and forces them into her cunt, letting out a throaty groan as she does.

You start to finger her, moaning as you do so.

"Yeah, just like that, baby," she says. "Don't you dare stop."

You start to tongue her clit, circling it slowly before sucking on it. Her breathing gets faster and you can feel her start to tense up. You can tell she's close.

"Good girl," she coos, grabbing your face with her hands and holding it against her cunt.

She comes with a deep groan and starts to grind against your mouth as she rides it out. She lets you go when she's finished, and you lick your lips, tasting her as you do.

She looks down at you, mouth held slightly agape as she tries to catch her breath. Then her hands are on you again, shoving you backward and slapping you across the face.

"Lozhis' na krovat', suka" (get on the bed, Bitch) she snarls, holding your chin in her iron grip. You blink several times as the sharp pain on your cheek turns to a dull stinging sensation, but you find your way to the edge of the bed just as she had instructed, nonetheless.

"Did my little baby like that?" she asks, forcing you to look her in the eye as she shakes you by the chin.

You stare at her in disbelief and her lips curl into a snarl as she slaps you across the face again, this time much harder. Your head is spinning, tears filling your eyes as you blink rapidly.

"Answer me," she barks, "did my little baby like that?"

"N-no, I didn't, Mommy," you whimper. She slaps you again.

"No? What's this, then?" she asks, kicking your legs open once again and motioning to the growing slick between your legs.

"You know what I think?" she says, leaning down so that her nose is touching yours. "I think you're a fucking liar" She wipes the slick from your inner thighs onto her fingers before she places them against your lips. "Suck," she demands, forcing them past your lips.

You take her fingers in your mouth and suck the thick juices off of them, hollowing out your cheeks as you do.

She pulls them out and spits on your cunt before pushing your legs further apart and spanking your mound harshly. You cry out and bite your lip as you try to stifle any more sound from coming out of you.

"Did I tell you to be quiet?" she asks as she grabs your jaw, pulling it towards her and kissing you roughly before slapping your cheek again.

You let out another sharp cry, sobbing as she grabs you by the hair and yanks your head back.

"No, you didn't, Mommy," you whisper. She releases her grip on you.

She's silent for a minute, seemingly scanning the room for a way to break you before those green eyes of hers light up with an idea. She reaches towards the nightstand and grabs the little bottle of lube that's usually reserved for her toys.

"Since you don't know what you want," she says as she pours a large amount of the lubricant into her hand, rubbing it between her fingers, "then I will show you."

"No," you cry as she approaches you.

"Quiet."

You start to thrash against your restraints as she rubs her lubed fingers against your entrance.

"Please!" You cry, looking up at her.

She spanks you again.

"If you keep it up, I'll gag you and have my way with you anyway, you little whore."

She presses her fingers into your entrance and starts to work you open, spreading your pussy with her long fingers as she does. She lets out a throaty moan as she feels you start to get wetter from her fingers.

"See, baby," she says as she continues to stretch you open. "You want this. You love it when Mommy fucks you with her fingers."

"No," you sob.

"No, no, no." She shakes her head before withdrawing her dripping fingers from your cunt. "Looks like somebody's learned a new word today, huh?"

You shut your eyes as tears run down your cheeks, the sound of Wanda fumbling in her special closet echoing throughout the room.

She pulls the toys she's selected out of the box, examining each one to make sure she has all she needs. You try to close your legs and kick her away, but she's already inching the newly secured strap-on closer and closer to the throbbing space between your legs.

"Come on, baby," she coos as she grabs your hips and forces you back to the edge of the bed. "Mommy's gonna make you feel real good."

She presses the tip of the dildo against your entrance and starts to rub it back and forth, letting it glide against your soaked cunt. You try to wiggle away from her, but she grabs your hips with both hands and slaps her dildo against your mound.

You can feel yourself getting wetter and wetter as she starts to rub herself against you, coating her strap-on in your juices.

"Just like that," she purrs as she leans forward, pulling your arms behind your back again and taking your wrists into her hands. You stare up at her as she guides your hands together, placing a piece of rope around your wrists and securing it to your restraints.

She then sits back and admires her work, bringing her hand down to run her fingers across your nipples. She looks down at you and smirks. "Now, Mommy's gonna make you cum." She starts to rub the dildo against your slit before starting to push into you. "And you're gonna stay nice and quiet, okay?"

"Mhm!" You whine as she inches the fake cock into you, letting out a sharp cry as she does.

"Quiet, baby." She says, slapping your thigh. She then starts to thrust the dildo into you, slowly at first, before increasing her pace. She moves the strap-on in and out of you, pushing it in until her hips are flush with yours before pulling out slowly again.

You moan quietly into her ear as she fucks you. The sound of the bed creaking in unison with the sound of her hips hitting your thighs is so lewd that you can feel your cunt start to throb, desperate for more friction.

"You like this malyshka? Hm?" She whispers in your ear, "You like when Mommy fucks her little girl like the slut she is?"

You nod and she pulls her hips back, thrusting into you again.

"Say it, baby."

"I like it," you say, trying not to cry out as she begins to fuck you faster, harder.

"That's right," she coos as she kisses your cheek, her fingers rubbing against your clit as she does so.

The sound of the fake cock slamming into you echoes throughout the room and your juices start to drip down your thighs.

"Just a filithy little cockwhore who wants to be fucked senseless, isn't that right, malyshka?" She spits in your face and grabs a fistful of your hair as you cry out.

"M-mhm," you stutter. "I can't think right, Mommy," you whine. "Please, let me cum," you beg as her hand returns to your clit, rubbing small circles around it.

"Aw, that's alright, detka. Dumb little sluts like you don't have to think. That's why you have Mommy, hm?" She pants, keeping the same grueling pace with the strap-on.

"Please," you cry.

"Tell Mommy what you want, slut."

"I wanna cum," you moan, the tears in your eyes threatening to spill out as your orgasm builds in the pit of your stomach.

"Aw, my love, you know only good little girls get to cum." She slaps your cheek, making you cry out. "Are you a good little girl?"

"I-I am!"

"Do good little girls lie to their mommies?" she asks as she continues to rub your clit.

"N-no."

"Then tell me what a good little girl would say, right now." She spanks your thigh.

"I- I liked the video, Mommy" you start, gasping for air as Wanda continues to fuck you.

"Keep going."

"I loved it."

"Keep going, baby," she says, increasing her speed with the dildo.

"I love it when you're mean to me. I want you to call me dirty names." you sob, cheeks burning in embarrassment and shame, the sounds of your juices squelching around Wanda's cock filling the room.

"You're such a good little whore," she moans into your ear, pushing the dildo in as deep as it can go, grinding her hips against you.

"Oh, no, Mommy, I'm gonna--" you cut yourself off with a moan,

"Shhh, me too, malyshka. Cum with Mommy" She groans.

Your head is spinning as Wanda's fingers work your clit and her hips slam into you, you can feel every inch of her cock as it stretches your cunt, filling you to the brim with her length.

"I love you, Mommy," you gasp as your orgasm builds.

"I love you too, baby," she whispers into your ear.

"Mommy--" you cut yourself off with a loud groan, the warm, tingling feeling of your orgasm crashing over you, and you can hear Wanda's voice in the distance as she groans and grinds against you.

She thrusts into you several more times, riding out her orgasm as well.

After a moment, she pulls out and turns you over, removing your restraints. You lie on the bed, unable to move.

"There, there," she says as she lays next to you and pets your hair.

You turn your head towards her and smile. She kisses you on the lips and pets your cheek.

"Let's get you all cleaned up, princess" she smiles, sitting up. "Then maybe we'll watch some more videos, hm?"

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nocxta · 9 months

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Lonely

pairing: Carol Danvers x Reader

word count: 4.9k

a/n: Please do not hesitate to let me know of any warnings I might've missed! Otherwise, I hope you enjoy this unstructured smut! <3

Lonely

As raindrops tapped gently against the windowpane, you found yourself once again in your shared apartment, waiting for Carol Danvers, your girlfriend (and the mighty Captain Marvel) to return. Duty had called her away to the compound, leaving you in the familiar yet bittersweet embrace of solitude. While you admired her superheroic feats and charitable personality, you couldn't shake the feeling of being left behind.

Like often, your loneliness soon morphed into restlessness. You wandered around the empty apartment, trying not to reminisce too much about all of the places she’d had you in.

On the kitchen counter, the arm of the couch, against the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, in the shower, in front of the TV, on top of the dresser, on the floor, and, of course, against the front door.

You fidgeted with the fur of your teddy bear, idly wondering if she'd be disappointed with you if she saw you dressed up for her.

You were wearing her special jacket, it hung so low on you that you didn’t bother putting on panties or anything else beneath it. The zip and button fasteners, as well as the large black badge on the chest, made a pleasant clinking sound as they moved and rubbed against each other when you walked.

Maybe you should send her something?

You opened up the messaging app and started to compose a message to her, but you quickly decided against it. You didn't want to come across as desperate, even if she had, on more than one occasion, confessed to loving your eagerness in that regard.

After a few failed attempts at choosing the right words, you simply sent her a heart, along with a single "miss you" text.

But almost an hour had gone by and she still hadn’t responded to you. So, you decided to take matters into your own hands.

You positioned yourself all upright and pretty on the edge of the bed-- just how she liked-- before spreading your legs and inching your phone camera in front of your cunt.

A shudder ran through you as you began to snap pictures of yourself. You spread your lips apart and pulled them taut, before letting them fall shut again, making sure to show off the puffy, glistening folds between them.

You took a picture of the cute, pink, little nub at the top of your pussy, and the delicate, glistening folds surrounding it.

Then you opened the leather jacket a bit to reveal your tits, and posed them with your arms raised above your head, while the jacket still covered your stomach and groin. You took a close-up of the swell of your cleavage and then took a picture of your chest and neck, showing off the love marks Carol had left all over you just a few nights before.

When you had gotten all of the shots you could manage, you flipped your phone around and looked at the pictures you had taken. You took a few seconds to admire your body before swiping your thumb across the screen to send them over to her.

"Fuck, I hope she gets this soon," you groaned.

The anticipation of her response was a delicious torture. You could practically feel the heat rising from your flushed cunt. You squirmed around on the bed, hoping for relief, but found none.

You picked up your teddy bear, and pressed it into your cunt, pushing it down until the fluffy fur was completely wet with your juices.

"Yeah, fuck," you whispered. "That's what she'll be doing to me if she gets home."

You threw the toy away and went in search of something more substantial to stuff inside of you.

You ended up settling on the leather jacket that you were wearing, which was already damp with your excitement. You lifted the hem and shoved your hands down the front of the garment, feeling your way all over your swollen pussy, and rubbing your clit.

"That's good," you sighed, your eyes fluttering closed, and your head falling back onto the bed. "That's so fucking good."

Your fingers circled your clit and dipped into your hot cunt, bringing forth more juices that dripped down the inside of your thighs.

"Mmmm," you moaned.

"Baby!" Carol's voice booms from the foyer and you nearly jump out of your skin.

You look around the room in a panic, wondering where the hell you’re supposed to hide.

"I'm in the bedroom!" you call out, still trying to catch your breath.

"Oh, fuck," she moans as she walks in the bedroom door, not even bothering to close it behind her.

Her blonde hair is slightly disheveled and she's breathing a little heavier than usual. She's still dressed in her usual Captain Marvel uniform, although the red and blue are slightly darker and more saturated, thanks to the rain that's been pouring down all afternoon.

"Fuck, I wish I could have seen that," she says, shaking her head.

"Seen what?" You ask, feigning innocence.

"All of those photos you sent me. I've never had pictures of you getting yourself off before. I could have watched you fuck yourself on my jacket or my teddy bear. You could have sent me some video too." She chuckles, walking over to you on the edge of the bed and rubbing your shoulders softly.

"Why don't we make some?" You smirk, placing your hand over hers and then pulling her down into the bed with you.

"Is that right?" she laughs, a twinkle in her eye.

You nod and grab her, pushing her down and crawling on top of her. You sit in her lap and she lets you. She leans her head back as you push her hair back away from her face and then lean in to kiss her.

As soon as your lips meet hers, she pulls you closer, her hands grabbing onto your ass.

You press your chest into hers, wrapping your arms around her shoulders.

"I want you," you breathe into her mouth. "Please. I want to feel you."

"Then feel me,"

Carol smirks before pushing you back onto the bed and fumbling with her belt. She's hard, you can tell by the prominent bulge in her pants that she continues to subtly paw at.

"I'm going to make you feel so good, baby. I missed you so much." She tells you, kissing you deeply and massaging your tits as her hand trails down your side and between your legs.

"Mmmmm... you have no idea, baby." You whimper into her mouth as her fingers slip inside of you, your cunt instantly clenching around them as she begins to pump her fingers inside of you.

"Carol-" You gasp. She's using her powers inside of you. You can feel the strings of photons throbbing and glowing inside of your walls and it almost immediately makes you go dumb on her fingers.

She chuckles. "That's right, baby, cum for me."

"Fuckkkk!" You screech as your pussy floods with a warmth that washes over your body.

Even though you've just cum harder than you think you ever had and your poor little cunt is sore and sensitive to the touch, she doesn't even bother slowing her pace as her unoccupied hand strokes shamelessly at her clothed erection. She takes her fingers out of you and moves your legs over the sides of the bed. You're still coming down from your orgasm and the shock of the situation is confusing you. You're even more confused when you realize what it is that she is going to do next.

She pulls a tiny pink buttplug out of the bedside table and sucks it into her mouth for a hot second before she releases it with a pop and turns her attention back to your pathetic and trembling form. There's a tiny, yet noticeable (and growing) wet spot where her cock head is, and you can immediately tell that her cock's leaking through her fucking dress pants.

All you can think about is how good she'd taste, how you'd suck her completely dry if she'd just let you. Your thoughts are interrupted by her words.

"Now I want to take this nice and slow, okay baby? I'm gonna need you to use your tongue on me."

"Mmmm," You mumble, "Please, Carol."

She smiles at you. "What was that, sweetheart?"

You swallow hard. "Please... let me use my tongue on you."

"Of course, babygirl."

Carol had spoken to you before about taking your sex life to the next level, she'd shyly admitted to you how she wouldn't mind you calling her out of her name in bed, how it couldn't hurt too bad if she wrapped her strong hands around your tiny throat when she fucks you, how the thought of throwing you over her knee and spanking your pathetic little ass raw didn't sound too bad.

You scramble off the bed and stand up on wobbly legs before you drop to your knees in front of the blonde. You reach up and pull her pants down. Her cock springs out and hits you in the face; angry, red tip leaking precum all over your forehead.

She gently brings her tip to your lips, barely nudging at your mouth in a request for entrance.

You loved how soft and careful she always was with you... but you'd be lying if you said that you didn't wish she'd slap you around a little bit. You weren't made of glass. You didn't break easily. You wanted her to treat you like the slut she knew you were, and you wanted her to do it with a shit-eating grin on her face.

"Don't make me wait," You murmur before she slides inside of your mouth.

"Shit-" She breathes as she rests a hand on the top of your head and her fingers twist into your hair.

She's already a moaning mess and you haven't even tasted half of her cock. You pulled away from her, letting her mushroom tip bob out of your mouth with a 'pop' sound. You make direct eye contact with her as you teasingly kiss up and down her shaft. Drooling dumbly all over her cock before pumping your hands up and down her length lazily.

You can tell by her gaze that she's getting worked up. (And you silently pray that it's enough to get her to take matters into her own hands)

You go to take her into your mouth again, but she stops you by gripping your chin. You moan with anticipation as she tilts your head back and lifts you up by your arms.

"Be a good little slut for me," She tells you, eyes suddenly morphing into a darker shade of brown.

Before you can think up a response, she's manhandling you back onto the bed. Positioning you so that you're on your back with your head hanging over the edge of the bed.

You feel your heart drop into your stomach as you slowly realize what she's about to do to you.

She grabs the base of her cock and pokes it against your lips. "Open." She growls.

"Caro-" You start, but before you can even finish speaking she stuffs her cock into your mouth and thrusts her hips forward until you gag.

You swallow her down and you hear a quiet sigh escape her. She keeps one hand on your neck as she begins to fuck into you at an almost painful pace. Your drool pools all over the top half of your face and onto the bed sheets as she continues to slam her cock down your throat.

You mumble something around her dick as you're on the verge of tears, but she's clearly more concerned with the euphoric feeling that your attempting to speak inflicts on her throbbing cock. She leans forward, still fucking your face, and tweaks at your nipples that stand tall in the cold air of the bedroom. Fuck, her fingers are so perfect. She's got you moaning and crying around her cock, head thrown back in pleasure as the vibrations from your throat near her closer and closer to the edge.

She squeezes your throat tightly before she grunts. "Fuck... you look so pretty like this, baby girl." She strokes your cheek with her thumb as she looks down at you with her signature smirk.

She continues to pound your throat as you squirm on the bed, but she doesn't relent as she continues to talk down to you.

"You like being my little slut, don't you baby? You love it when I treat you like a worthless little whore, don't you?"

"Mmmph!" You cry out as she grips your jaw and fucks her cock deeper down your throat than ever before. She looks down at your choking, tear-stained face and gasps.

"I love your fucking tits, baby." She groans and takes your tits back in her hand, tweaking and twisting at your nipples as she ruts into your mouth. Her rhythm is beginning to break, and her painful speed is faltering (thank the gods). You can tell that she's close when her hips begin to twitch and her moans raise in pitch. "Your fucking mouth- Fuck-"

"Carol, please-" You gasp and take in a sharp breath of air as her cock pulls out of your throat and you gasp for breath. Her rough palm comes down against your tongue and you stick it out for her in response. You're sure to shut your eyes as she erratically pumps her length in her hand before she's grunting and your mouth is full of the bitter taste of her cum. Her seed drips down the sides of your mouth and along your nose bridge. She's nice enough to wipe the sticky substance off your forehead before it runs down into your hairline. You look up at her and groan as you massage the throbbing skin of your neck with your trembling hand.

She's panting, clearly distracted by something as she waits for you to catch your breath. You lean your head upwards a bit, peeking at whatever she's looking at before you realize it's you. Your pussy.

It's dripping all over the sheets, and it's clear that you enjoyed her little burst of dominance.

"You are such a slut for my cock, aren't you baby girl?" Carol says as she helps you sit up in bed. You feel your jaw ache in response to her words as she gently wipes the rest of her cum from your face with a calloused thumb. She brings it to your mouth and you instinctively suck her finger into your mouth before she pulls it away and uses it to smear some of her seed along your tits. You take a few deep breaths to get used to the soreness of your jaw. You glance back up at Carol, and she's watching you expectantly.

"I-" You begin, but she interrupts.

"If you don't want it, you don't have to take it, sweetheart." She smiles and moves her hair behind her ears.

You gasp as you realize what she means, and your eyes go wide. "Wait- No! I do- I want it. Please, I want it."

Carol chuckles before leaning over you and kissing you. Her hands begin to wander across your body as you wrap your arms around her neck and pull her down on top of you. She moves one of her hands down your body, stopping to tease your wet pussy before moving on to the back of your thigh and lifting your leg up and over her hip. She rests her palm against your throat once more, squeezing just enough to make you whimper.

She leans in, whispering in your ear.

"Tell me what you want, baby."

"I want to cum." You beg and your hand comes up to rest on the back of her neck as you roll your hips against hers. "Please, Carol."

"Fuck, you look so good when you beg."

"Then make me cum," You challenge her with a smirk on your face, but she only shrugs.

"I might have to make you wait a while, baby girl." She kisses your forehead.

You let out an angry whine as she moves away from you. You feel the bed shift as she gets up. You're about to protest when you notice that she's leaving, but she comes right back with a tube of lube in her hand.

"Why didn't we use this earlier?" You ask with a quirked eyebrow, to which she only chuckles and leans in to kiss you.

She moves you to your stomach, letting your head rest on the pillows. She pushes your ass cheeks apart before her finger rubs against your clit.

You bite your lip as she slowly teases her fingers around your bumhole. She coats her fingers in lube before she rubs against your ass some more.

"Baby-" You gasp, "Carol... I want it." You admit. "Please..."

You've never been so embarrassed about asking for something, but she seems to like it. You can tell by the way her jaw goes slack and her eyes go wide. She pulls you up by your shoulders until your ass is resting in her lap, she massages your ass as she presses a finger against it.

"Fuck, y/n." She breathes. She seems to be in awe of you, and you're not quite sure what to think of it. She pushes her finger in further. It burns a little bit, but the pleasure overpowers the discomfort.

She thrusts her finger slowly as she leans over you and whispers in your ear, "You look so fucking good with my finger in your ass, babygirl."

"It's so good, Carol. Put it in…" You tell her and she slaps your ass in response.

"You don't tell me what to do, sweetheart." She growls, but her voice is low and shaky. You can tell how much self control it’s taking her not to fuck you dumb right then and there.

She sighs and removes her finger from your bum, deftly replacing it with the bulbous head of the butt plug she had pulled out earlier.

"How does that feel?" She asks.

"Mmmph," You moan into the pillows before you.

It’s not even close to being the size of her cock, but it’s definitely larger than her finger and fuck, does it feel wonderful.

You feel her grab your ass as she spreads you apart, pushing the toy further inside of you. She places her palms on your back and pushes your head further into the pillows.

You moan as you feel the tip of her cock prodding at your clit. She smears the remaining lube she had used on the toy along the length of her shaft, and you can feel the vibrations in her hand as she continues to stroke herself.

She teases her tip at your pussy lips, pushing in slightly before pulling out again. She moves forward, rubbing her tip against your clit before taking your thighs in her hands.

"Mmmph- Carol!" You whine as she uses her thumb to keep her cock positioned at your entrance.

She pushes in slightly deeper than last time before she pulls out, your cunt clenching and relaxing at the empty feeling of her cock not being inside of you. She finally moves her thumb and thrusts into your tight little pussy. She grunts as she thrusts slowly into you, your cunt soaking her cock and her hips already slick with sweat. She picks up her pace, and your tits begin to bounce in front of you as you groan with pleasure.

You prop yourself up on the backs of your forearms as she pounds into you from behind. You’re biting your lip so hard you fear it might burst as you clutch desperately at the sheets beside your head.

You’re whining and moaning uncontrollably, yet all you can clearly hear at the moment is your girlfriend’s grunts and the sound of her thighs meeting yours. You glance back at her as soon as you gather the strength.

Her brow is furrowed and her eyes are squeezed shut as she fucks you. She lets out a particularly loud moan when your walls squeeze around her cock.

You take a shaky breath and moan Carol's name.

"Oh fuck-" She moans in response, her thrusts growing erratic. You can feel her close to her climax, and you squeeze your cunt even tighter around her in response.

"Baby," She growls as she brings her hand to the back of your head and forces your face into the mattress. She uses the grip on your hair to help push her cock into you. You're trembling, already nearing your release. She grabs your other hip in her other hand and fucks you so hard you almost can't breathe. Her moans turn to groans as you both orgasm. You feel her cum inside of you, her hips thrusting erratically until she slows down and sighs, soft cock sliding out of your ruined hole.

Just when you thought she had calmed down for the night (after about 3 minutes of mindless panting while lying on her back and tracing the hairs stuck to your neck), she leans in to kiss you again. Her hands are exploring your body as she leans over you and straddles you from behind.

She kisses you roughly, and her long hair tickles your shoulders as she leans in close. Her teeth sink into your earlobe and you squeal in pain.

She giggles and smirks at you before she pulls you on top of her, so that you’re now straddling her. She kisses you passionately and you can taste yourself on her tongue as you roll your hips and grind against her.

She groans against your mouth as you continue to move, but she stops you by taking your wrists in her hands. You feel something cold and metallic being wrapped around them before you see the black band of the handcuffs locking your arms behind your back.

"Carol- what-?" You start, but she interrupts.

"I can't let you out of these, babygirl." She smirks and flips you over so that you're on your back beneath her. You let out a surprised yelp as she leans over you.

"Carol, what are you-" You start again, but she stops you with a kiss to your nose.

"Shhh," She soothes you with a gentle touch, "It'll be alright. You just have to be quiet, baby."

"But why-" You start again, but she presses a finger to your lips to stop you from speaking.

"We don't want to wake the neighbors, do we?"

You roll your eyes and smirk. “I think it’s a bit late for that-“

Carol laughs before kissing your cheek. "I know what I'm doing, sweetheart. Just be a good girl and let me take care of you."

She brings her hand to your throat and squeezes tightly as she leans forward, sucking at your pulse point.

You feel her hands wandering across your body, massaging and rubbing your sensitive skin. You whine and writhe beneath her, but you know better than to protest.

You can feel her lips tugging into a smirk as she bites and kisses her way down your body, stopping to toy with your tits and take your nipples into her mouth.

You can feel your pulse racing, and you can hear your heart in your ears. It's almost deafening, but not quite. Carol's hands are now on your thighs as she parts them with ease. She sucks at your inner thighs before finally sucking your clit into her mouth.

"Carol- fuck!" You cry out as she gently tugs at it between her teeth before she gently presses your thighs together around her head.

She's being rough, but not unbearably so. She's clearly getting off on you writhing beneath her, and the way you're trembling and squirming for her touch is the most satisfying thing she could have asked for. You're a moaning, drooling, quivering mess of a girl and she's not even close to being done with you yet.

She pulls away and you gasp for breath before she's already moving lower, sucking your clit back into her mouth before plunging two fingers into your dripping cunt. She uses her tongue to massage your swollen clit and she pumps her fingers in and out of you at an agonizing pace. Your mind is spinning and you're moaning so loudly, you almost don't hear her when she growls something against your pussy.

"Are you going to cum for me again, babygirl?" She asks, looking up at you with her brow furrowed.

You're almost embarrassed by how much you're cumming for her- how much she's turning you on.

"Yes! Carol please! Fuck!" You beg for her.

She smirks as her lips wrap around your clit and she sucks it back into her mouth. She bites down lightly, making you jump and squeal, but she doesn't let up. Her fingers pump into you as she uses her thumb to tease at your clit.

"You're being so good for me, sweetheart." Carol tells you, kissing your thighs before going back to sucking on your clit.

Her fingers are moving in and out of you as quickly as they can, and you can feel the way your walls clench around her fingers.

"You're gonna cum for me, aren't you baby?"

You shut your eyes as tightly as you can manage before you let out a deafening squeal while you nod your head furiously.

Until she slips her fingers from your cunt, that is. You're left shaking, your head swimming.

She shoves her wet fingers down your throat as she lines her cock back up with your cunt, staring into your nearly-shut eyes with desire.

"Come on, babygirl. Show me how badly you want my cock." She growls as she slams her cock back into your cunt.

"Fuck- Carol!" You cry out, feeling your walls clamp around her cock. You're close to climaxing once more.

"You like the taste of my fingers, don't you?" She teases. "You love having your pretty little mouth fucked by me, don't you?"

“Dunnit matter if it’s my cock,” She slams into you. “Or my fingers.” You choke helplessly on her digits.

You can feel the tears welling up in your eyes before she slips her fingers from your mouth.

You take in a ragged breath of air as she leans over you, gripping your hips as she continues to pound her cock inside of you.

"Tell me you're a slut for me," Carol whispers against your ear.

She moans and she bites the back of your neck as she continues to thrust inside of you.

"I'm a slut for you." You whine.

“Whose fucking pussy is this? Huh, little girl?”

You grunt and groan in response to her questions, but she slows her thrusts until she stops moving.

"What?" She teases, "Cat got your tongue?"

You moan loudly as you try to push your hips up against hers. "Your fucking pussy!"

"Yeah? And who am I?" She asks, beginning to speed up once more.

"My-My Captain!" You cry out, your voice nearly breaking from all the pleasure.

Fuck, you had never called her that before. You had jokingly referred to her as 'your captain', but you had never really meant it before this moment.

Her hips begin to move erratically as she slams her cock into you. You cry out as she wraps her arms around you and fucks you as hard as you've ever been fucked.

"Fuck, y/n... cum for me." She moans, biting your earlobe and rolling your nipple between her fingers.

You bite back a moan as you let go of all of the pleasure and the tears spill over your cheeks. She fucks you through your orgasm until she's grunting and her cock is spurting inside of you. She grabs your hair and pulls your head back by your locks as she groans into your neck.

She pulls out of you, and you watch with a lazy smile as her cum drips out of your cunt and down your thighs.

You feel her hands unlocking the handcuffs and pulling you up into her lap. You sit there for a moment, leaning against her chest as she kisses your shoulder.

She holds you as you cuddle against her.

"I love you," Carol tells you.

"I love you too," You murmur back.

“Want to try the other hole now?” She smirks, and you look up at her in horror.

She laughs and kisses your cheek.

"I'm joking," She says, "but... maybe some other time."

You let out a deep breath, letting your body relax and melt against her chest. You let yourself enjoy the afterglow as you cuddle up next to her. She wraps you up in her arms and gently kisses your lips before pulling the blankets over you and cuddling up with you.

"You know, you were really good for me tonight," Carol murmurs in your ear as she holds you.

You smirk and kiss her shoulder.

"You weren’t so bad yourself, Captain," You tease.

You can practically hear the smirk on her lips as she whispers something you can't quite make out before you fall asleep.

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