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inlovewithgreta · 11 months

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Plaything — Evelyn Poole x Fem!Reader

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Synopsis: Evelyn was the most dominant person you knew, and she tended to play on that fact with a heavy smirk. Tonight, she used her dominance in her favorite way. . . To give you as much pleasure as possible.

Warnings: Degrading, praise, cunnilingus, wax play, slight marking, mistress kink, slight orgasm denial, toys (riding crop), etc…

Word Count: 2.2k

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"Get on your knees."

Her voice was deep and filled with nothing but lust for you. All she wanted was to see your naked body writhing beneath her and your angelic moans of ecstasy filling her ears.

But all of that had to wait.

She wanted to have some fun first.

Your knees met with the cold hardwood floor, a shiver running up your spine in anticipation. Her lips form into a deep smirk at your eagerness to please her.

"Such a beautiful little thing. . ."

She was standing confidently in front of you with her dark luxurious curls falling down just past her shoulders, a sheer white nightgown with a green corset over the top, and a leather riding crop sitting in the palm of her right hand.

You unintentionally move your arms to cover your breasts, just obvious enough so she immediately notices. Evelyn smacks the back of your hand with the riding crop, the rough leather stinging your sensitive skin, making you audibly gasp and drop your arms.

"But-"

"Stop it. I shall tell you when you can speak. 'Til then you'll listen."

She softens her voice, looking down at you with those dark lustful brown eyes. "Do not be ashamed of your naked body."

The crop slowly inched its way up your arm, shoulder, neck, and stopping just underneath your chin.

"Look at me," Evelyn uses the crop to tilt your head up at her. "Your body is built like a sculpture, every bit of it is beautiful." She lowers herself down to your level, her face now only inches from yours. The straps of her dress slipping down her shoulders, the dress only being held up by the tight corset.

"Your body is like a temple. I want you to admire it the way that I do. Admire the way your eyes light up like the stars, soft lips that feel like clouds when they're against mine, those beautiful breasts that are shaped perfectly, curves that could stop anybody in their tracks, and that sweet little pussy of yours that aches for my touch."

Her lips were now a few centimeters from yours, her hot breath fanning your cool skin. Dark eyes drifting from your eyes to your lips.

Just as you can feel the slightest touch from her lips she stands back up, hovering dominantly over you.

She slowly begins to circle around your kneeling body with the crop wielded tightly in her grip, dragging it along your skin as she moves around you. Circling you like a beast hunting its prey.

"You're mine. . . my mute. . . plaything. . . toy. . . slave. . . my sweet pathetic little slut."

Smack

The crop makes contact with your bare ass, causing a loud grunt-like moan to escape your parted lips. Evelyn knew how much you loved when she mixed pain in with the pleasure, her always going for the crop as she knew that was the toy you were most comfortable with.

"You like that don't you? You like being my little plaything?"

Still reeling from the latest smack you can only nod your head in response.

Smack

You couldn't help but make more noise as leather once more hits your ass in the same spot as before, the pain being much sharper this time.

"Use your words."

"Yes, mistress. I love it when you use me." A throaty moan escapes your lips when she grabs a fistful of hair to angle your head to look up at her.

"Good girl. Now get on the bed."

Shakily getting to your feet, you walk over to the bed and sit down on the edge as Evelyn walks over to one of her many cabinets to put the crop back.

Evelyn looks over her shoulder at you as she opens another cabinet. "Lay down with your head on the pillow and close your eyes." You didn't dare argue with her and did as you're told, your head softly pressed against the silk pillowcase.

You hear faint footsteps as she makes her way around the room, grabbing the last few items she needs. Items are set down on the bedside table next to you but are too faint to be able to tell what they are.

The mattress next to you caves in, her warm body soon straddling yours, legs on either side of your waist. "Open your eyes."

Your breath hitches when you see the sight in front of you. She held a lit white candle in her hands with a smirk on her face.

"Color?" Her voice softened a bit as she hovered the candle over your chest.

"Green." You eagerly responded.

The two of you decided to use the stop light system in bed whenever she decided to use more than just her hands, that way she would always know when you were comfortable or when you wanted her to stop.

She nodded her head, her smirk slowly creeping back onto her face. "That's my good girl," She responds, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth.

The candle slowly tips forward, its hot wax burning your skin and eliciting a slight whimper from you. Your back couldn't help but arch off the bed as Evelyn made an intricate trail along your breasts.

Feeling satisfied with her trail she blows the candle out and sets it aside on the nightstand before she returns her focus back on you.

"So beautiful. . ." Her voice nearly whispers.

Her fingers lightly trailing up the side of your body. You writhed beneath her in anticipation, knowing what was about to come next. ". . .yet so impatient." She chuckled lowly.

As she reached your chest, her fingers traced over the now hardened wax and toying at the edges.

Her nails then hooked onto the wax, taking her sweet time in removing it. You watched as she scraped away the wax that left bright red marks along your chest in its place. You could feel yourself growing wetter by the minute.

After scraping the last of the wax off Evelyn takes a minute to admire her work. The redness is very prominent compared to the rest of your skin.

Light fingers trailed up and down the marks along your skin.

"Well?" You question, looking up at her with those big innocent eyes she loved so much.

"Well what?" She raises an eyebrow, stopping the movements of her fingers.

"Well, Mistress. . ." Making sure to put emphasis on the 'mistress', "Are you going to fuck me or just mark me?"

Evelyn rests her hand along your neck, using her fingers to gently squeeze, and leans herself forward, mouth hovering just above your own.

"Oh pet, I'm going to fuck you like there's no tomorrow." Then connects her lips with yours in a passionate kiss.

Your hands slide down to her hips but are quickly pinned above your head.

Her lips leave yours to send wet kisses along your neck, nipping and sucking at the soft flesh, sure to leave marks in the coming minutes.

She continues her path down to your breasts, teeth grazing your nipple as she pulls it in her mouth, her fingernails slowly dragging down your body.

Your back arches, your tit fully pressing against her lips.

Your hand flies to her hair when she moves over to your other breast, giving it the same attention from before. She huffs and grabs your hands, pinning them back above your head.

"These stay here, got it?" She lowers her voice a few octaves. Her dark lustful eyes burn into yours as she awaits your answer.

"Got it. . ."

A sleek eyebrow gets raised.

". . . Mistress."

She smirks.

"Be my good girl and listen, hmm?"

You nod your head eagerly as the nail of her pointer finger glides gently down the center of your body.

She feels you twitch beneath her when she reaches the slightly ticklish spot just below your navel.

"I'll remember that for later. . ." Evelyn repositions herself to lie between your legs.

She lifts your legs over her shoulders and brings herself closer to your center.

". . . but right now I'm in the mood for something. . ." She briefly stops, blowing cold air on your pussy. ". . . sweet."

Dark brown eyes wink at you just as her tongue makes contact with a firm lick up the center of your folds.

Evelyn wastes no time in devouring your aching cunt. Her skillful tongue immediately gives you the most utmost pleasure.

Hands grip tightly at the headboard above you, forcing them to stay in position instead of running through her messy dark curls.

Pleasurable moans reverberated across the expensively furnished walls surrounding you.

Her pace grows more eager by the minute, your cunt growing wetter as you feel yourself getting lost in the moment.

Evelyn always knew exactly what got you going.

The air around the two of you feeling hotter and heavier as you fail to calm your now heavy breathing.

Hips slightly bucking against her face hinted at you being close to finishing.

Without any notice she backs her head away, causing you to whimper at the loss of your orgasm.

She was pleased with herself when she saw your hips buck closer to her, in need of her to finish what she started.

"I don't know. . ." She begins, ". . .do you deserve to finish? How good are you willing to be for me?"

"Please. . ." You try to catch your breath as you choose your next words wisely.

"I-I'll be so so good for you, Mistress. I'll be so good as to obey your every command. You're my everything and I'll do whatever it takes to make you happy. Just please— please let me finish."

Your eyebrows knit in frustration as your orgasm has since faded.

Her eyes light up at your words, knowing you meant every little thing you just said. She already knew how good you were to her but she loved the sound of you begging.

"Promise?" Evelyn doing whatever she can to tease you.

"Fuck, I promise!" Your voice slightly raised in frustration, forcing Evelyn to smirk to herself.

"Good. . ."

Her mouth returns to your cunt, focusing on your oversensitive clit.

She takes her time at first, slowly building up that pressure.

Once she knew you couldn't wait any longer she went in for the kill, adding the utmost pressure against your clit, giving it that last bit of stimulation to have you finally unravel into pieces in front of her.

"Fuck, Evelyn!—"

Legs tensing against her head, a long throaty moan, and eyes rolling to the back of your head had her acknowledging the intensity of your orgasm.

This one lasting quite longer than usual had you biting your lips to the point where small trickles of blood could be tasted.

White knuckles nearly tearing off the headboard above you.

Gentle thumbs stroked your outer thighs and her mouth slowing down its movements helped you ride out your high with more ease.

She licks you up once more with her tongue when she feels your legs going limp around her.

Evelyn let's your legs fall back on the bed as she sits back on her knees, thumb swooping over her lips before entering her mouth, savoring the sweet taste of you with an approving hum.

Your hands instantly leave the headboard to relax at your side. You were completely out of breath by the time you got yourself to calm down.

You couldn't help but softly yawn and rub your eyes, tiredness instantly hitting you like a truck.

Evelyn immediately catches on, knowing you like the back of her hand.

"Let's get you cleaned up first, darling."

You nod lightly in agreement.

Evelyn swiftly lifts from the bed and makes her way to the bathroom across the room.

She comes back out, washcloth in hand to help you feel more clean. The small fabric then gets tossed in the waste-bin resting in the corner of the room.

She brings a glass of water to your lips, helping you feel more refreshed after previous events.

Once you get your fill she returns it to the nightstand before turning the focus to herself.

It takes only a moment for her to slip out of her corset and adjust the straps of her gown. Your eyes watching as the removal of the corset reveals the sheerness beneath it.

Eyes admired the way the thin fabric hugged her curves and accentuated the fullness of her breasts.

"I could look at you all day, you know." You admitted, your lips forming into a sweet smile.

She rolls her eyes with her lips slightly twitching into a smirk. She was never one to take compliments from anyone but loved when it was you doing the complimenting as she knew you would never lie to her.

Evelyn then slips swiftly into bed next to you, giving you a quick yet gentle kiss on the forehead.

"I could say the same about you." She admits back, bringing the sheets up to cover your bodies.

You smile sweetly as you instantly lay yourself halfway atop of her, head resting gently between the crook of her neck, arm around her waist, and leg intertwined with her own.

Fingers make home in your hair, gently playing with the soft strands and instantly soothing you.

"Oh by the way. . ." She starts.

". . . you're lucky I was in a good mood and didn't punish you for calling me by my name when you came. But don't worry, I'll remember that for next time."

Your eyes widen when you realize what you did, knowing damn well that next time she was going to have some fun with your careless mistake.

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lynnielovestlou · 5 months

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birthday girl ;) ellabs x reader

꩜ synopsis: ellie and abby give you a special birthday present

꩜ cw: ellabs x reader , smut with a little plot , sub! reader , dom! ellie , switch! abby , double penetration , dirty talk , praise , strap use , no use of y/n , reader sometimes referred to as "birthday girl" , fem! reader , possessive! ellie (only at the beginning) , ellie and abby have a bulge , strap use , reader is 21 , they eat cake off of reader's body (lol) , overstimulation , pet names , tummy bulge , implied wax kink , pussy slapping

nsfw!! men dni. masterlist

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You weren't drunk. Just mildly buzzed, nothing more and nothing less. But the whiskey Dina got you for your birthday was coursing through your body, and you'd be damned if you couldn't feel it.

Ellie was the one that initiated your surprise party, Abby helping her with planning it. It didn't take them long, because they both equally knew you weren't hard to please. Just your favorite people, some music and some booze was all it took to make you happy.

Of course, it wouldn't truly be your birthday without a birthday dress. This morning when you were getting dressed you were couldn't decide between the purple dress that Abby got you, and the pink one that Ellie got you. You couldn't wear one without pissing off the other. But you made an internal compromise with yourself. Wear Abby's for the first half of the party, then Ellie's for the second half.

You were halfway through with Abby's dress. And you could tell Ellie was getting pissed off. Her hand was gripping your thigh every time you sat down, but it wasn't sweet. It was possessive.

Abby sits on the other side of you, her arm settled around your waist, her fingers lightly tracing the spaces in between your ribs. Neither of them could take their hands off of you, but both of them had different intentions.

"Why aren't you wearing the dress I got you?" Ellie mutters, her tone having an undertone of harshness.

"I wanted to wear both of yours." You respond bluntly, the nonchalant shrug pissing her off to a higher degree.

"You look better in pink." She says, loud enough for Abby to hear. Which, she does. But she pays no mind.

"Why don't you tell our girl how good she looks instead of getting all pissed she's not wearing your dress?" Abby says, an utter calmness in her voice.

"Why don't you shut the hell up?" Ellie counters, her and fingers mistakenly digging into your thighs. You squirm a little, and she loosens her grip.

Abby merely rolls her eyes, her grasp on your waist tightening, "Let's not fight on her birthday." She says, seemingly calm despite the argument.

For the rest of the party, Ellie wouldn't get her hands off of you. She was always touching your shoulder, your hips, your waist, the small of your back, etc. She was clingy as hell, and you knew why.

Once the last guest said goodbye, her entire demeanor changed, "You want your birthday present?" You nod, your tipsy smile brightening up. "Go lay down. Abby and I will be there in a second."

Obediently, you go lay down on your shared bed, kicking off the heels that had begun to rub on the back of your feet. Not long after, Abby had joined you, shuffling through the bedside table.

"Whatcha lookin' for?" You ask, watching her meticulously.

Abby chuckles before pulling out her strap. It was the longest and most girthy one the three of you owned, and it was your least favorite. It sting and you could never get used to the thickness, "Per Ellie's requests."

"Abs, I can never take that one, I-"

"I know, honey. We'll take care of it." She says as Ellie walks in after them. Her anger had faded from earlier, her expression now only filled with lust.

"Y'ready cupcake?"

Just at her words you could feel dampness pooling in your panties, and you subconsciously rub your thighs together. Of course, Ellie notices and shoves your knees apart, causing your dress to ride up your thighs, "How many times you wanna cum, baby?"

Your eyes widen at her bluntness, but you hold up one finger. She and Abby exchange glances before Ellie tuts you, "How about... we give you the number you just turned. How's that sound, birthday girl?"

Your jaw drops in sheer shock, the thought of having 21 orgasms making your head spin, "S' too much."

You earned yourself an eye roll from both girls, "You can take it. Afterwords, we'll treat you. How's that sound?"

You nod, biting your bottom lip to settle your nerves. Abby presses her plush lips onto yours, a sudden warmth bubbling up in your tummy.

"Get it nice and lubed up. Don't wanna hurt the birthday girl." Ellie says, slowly taking your panties off and throwing them off to the side of the bed. Your dress was next, leaving you completely naked.

"So pretty, baby." Abby coos, handing the monstrosity of a strap-on to Ellie, who immediately fastens it on over her clothes.

For a moment Ellie doesn't move, just watching you and Abby. Until you realize what she was waiting on. Abby was putting a strap on too, this one much more tolerable than the one that Ellie was currently wearing.

"Wanna take us both at once?" Abby asks, earning an eager nod from you.

After a few minutes of maneuvering around, Abby settled beneath you and Ellie behind you. Both girls had firm grips on you, Abby's hands playing with your ribs and Ellie's rubbing up against your ass.

"Tell us when you're ready, baby girl." Ellie says, teasing you by bumping the tip of the strap up against your hole.

"Who goes first?" Abby asks from below you.

"Let's get the hard part over with. I will." Abby says, slowly sliding the silicone into your ass. You yelp, your hands instantly squeezing onto Abby's shoulders.

"Shhh... you're okay." Abby coos, gently rubbing your skin with her calloused and oddly cold fingers. Ellie let's you adjust to her strap before she turns to Abby, nodding to her. Without warning, Abby eases the cock into you, both of the girl's only being separated by a thin layer of flesh, "Theeeere we go..."

You wince at the burn, feeling your stomach bulge just at the full feeling in your dripping cunt.

"You okay, baby?" One of them asks, but you're too busy focusing on the feeling to tell. You just nod, sinking your hips down onto both of their faux cocks at once.

"Good girl." Abby says, holding your waist to help guide you up and down.

All that was heard was the sound of the squelching between your legs and not one, not two, but three different sets of moaning. You looked so pretty to both of them, your plush tits on display for Abby and your ass out for Ellie, both of them equally as pleased with the view.

"S' too much." You whine, trying to squirm away from the burn. Ellie does you the favor by pulling you black and slamming the toy back into your hole, bottoming out in one go. You scream out, and Abby shushes your cries with gentle and tender kisses on your lips. She was always the one to comfort you, drying your tears and kissing your cheek while Ellie ever so mercilessly pounded you. It was never an uncommon instance.

"You've got it, baby. Breathe." She coos, giving Ellie a death stare as if to tell her to be more gentle. Meanwhile, Abby's strap was hitting you right where you wanted it. She moved her hips to hit that sensitive bundle of nerves. The spongey spot inside you that makes you moan.

"I've got an idea." Ellie says with a snicker, slowing her movements. She pulls out too quick, making you groan at the emptiness of your ass. Abby slowly pulls out too, letting you fully collapse on top of her.

You're a complete mess, crying into Abby's shoulder as she rubs your bare back as Ellie runs off.

"You wanna try something?" She asks when she returns, her arms full of things. You weakly pull your head up, glancing at the haul she as. You can't make out the objects, except for a bottle of whipped cream and a can of cherries.

Abby laughs at the sight of it, knowing exactly what she's doing.

"I think the birthday girl deserves her cake, don't you think, Ellie?" Abby says, gently shifting you off of her so you're laying face up on the bed.

Before you knew it, Abby was spraying mounds of whipped cream over your tits. It was colder than you'd expected, shivering as it hits your smooth skin. Once both of your boobs were perfectly covered, Ellie does the honor of placing the cherries on top.

"Look at you, honey." Abby can't help but giggle, grabbing the discarded whipped cream and spraying a dapple into your mouth. You laugh and gladly lick the rest of the white treat off your lips.

Ellie takes out a small box of candles, a stupid smile on her face as she rips them open and places them meticulously in the whipped cream. Abby grabs the lighter right out of her hands, lighting the candles right up on top of you.

The pink wax drips down from the flame, slowly creeping down to your skin. It burns for a millisecond before the wax settles and hardens. Ellie lets out a low groan, relishing in the sight of it.

Abby bends down, licking a fat stripe of the whipped cream off your nipple. Everyone giggles and laughs at the movement, Ellie mimicking her and licking off the whipped cream on your other breasts.

Abby grabs a fistful of your birthday cake, smearing it all over your stomach and thighs. You were more of a mess than before, covered in your own slick, your girls' saliva, whipped cream and now chocolate birthday cake. The white and pink icing smears all over your skin.

Ellie bends down, licking a thick strip of cake off your thigh and nibbling you in the process. Abby grabs another handful of the icing, drawing a line with her finger from your belly button all the way down to your clit. She licks it up and relishes the taste of you.

"Ellie, you've gotta try this." Abby says, taking some cake and smearing it in the same fashion for Ellie. She smiles, lifting your legs up and placing them over her shoulders to get a better angle, then attaches her lips to your skin. Her warm tongue travels down until she latched onto your clit, sucking vigorously on it and pulling moans from your lips.

"Gonna' make you scream." Ellie says, easing a finger into your hole.

You squeak, squirming slightly until Abby holds you down. She pecks your cheek, shushing you softly as Ellie pumps in and out. She curls her fingers, still sucking and licking on your clit.

"E-Ellie-" You whine, everything from the waist below starting to tingle.

"This is what you get for not wearing that pretty dress I bought for you." She states simply, her tone not angry or disappointed, but plain emotionless.

"I'm sorry, Els, please let me cum." You plead, your legs tensing up and beginning to close around her hand.

She takes her hand out, shoving her fingers into Abby's mouth, who closes her plush lips around her knuckles and licks up your slick, smiling down at you as she does so. It was almost sadistic the way they touched you and looked at you like this.

"Now... are you going to be a good girl for Ellie?" Abby says, gently pressing a kiss to your temple.

You have no choice but to nod, the only thought going through your mind being that this is going to be a long night.

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