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You and Sevika have been home over an hour and she's still continuously huffing and puffing as she trudges around the house.
This morning, you woke up in an amazing mood, ready to see your best friends later that day for a small get together, but it was soon soured by your girlfriend climbing out of bed when you leaned in for your usual greeting kiss. She kept her answers short when you asked her what was wrong, and you were then interrupted by Mel calling you and asking what you were bringing to her potluck.
By the time you got off the phone, Sevika escaped to the shower and ended up taking much longer than normal, which confirmed that something was truly wrong. She also completely avoided you at the gathering to the point where even your friends took notice of her unusual behavior, and you almost feel the whispers behind your back.
You didn't want to press for answers while around them and embarrass you both in the event it turned into an argument, so you begrudgingly bided your time until you were in the privacy of your home, but still nothing changed.
Her behavior has actually worsened since you've gotten back, the sound of drawers and doors slamming every few seconds, and you finally reach your limit.
"Are you finally gonna tell me what your problem is? All damn day has just been," you gesture at her up and down, "this."
The only answer you get for the umpteenth time is, "I'm fine."
You rub at your forehead as you feel the beginning of a headache coming on. "If you were fine, you wouldn't be giving me all this attitude."
She scoffs as if you should telepathically know what the matter is and brushes past you into the kitchen.
You squeeze your eyelids shut to keep from blurting something rude out and escalating the situation. "I'm just…worried, okay? Even Mel asked if you were fine, she thought she said or did something to upset you."
That finally elicits a change in reaction, Sevika rolling her eyes at the mention of your best friend's name. "Oh, I'm sureshe did."
Your eyebrows furrow at her snarky tone and you cock your head in confusion. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Letting out a quick exhale, she turns her head to look out the window above the sink. "Whatever you want it to."
She then starts to walk past you in the direction of the bedroom but your hand shoots out to wrap around her brawny wrist. The contact causes her gaze to lock with yours and your eyes bounce between her stormy gray ones.
A slow smile spreads onto your face as you decode the look swimming in them. "Wait…are you jealous?"
Sevika shakes her head and yanks her arm from your grip before continuing her journey across the house. You follow closely behind and push her up against the wall once inside your room.
"Admit it, you are jealous. Of Mel, of all people."
She doesn't deny the claim, electing to look away from you instead. Gripping her cheeks with one hand, you yank her forward and all you can focus on is her lidded gaze and growing pupils, the sight replacing the annoyance you felt before with pure lust.
"Well, in that case, I think you deserve a punishment. For not answering my question and for being rude to me in front of my friends."
Pushing her face back until her head quietly thuds against the wall, you let go and walk backwards toward your bed until the edge hits behind your knees and you lower yourself down onto it.
"Strip."
Your tone leaves no room for questions about what type of mindset you're in and the woman in front of you does as she's told.
Slowly peeling her clothes off until she's completely bare, you sit up straighter and state, "Over my lap."
Sevika hesitates at first, but when you bark, "Now," she hastily makes her way over.
She lies on top of your legs, stretching her defined back and propping her supple ass in the air.
"Keep count or I'll start over."
Smack!
A sharp gasp escapes your girlfriend's lips at the stinging sensation left behind by your hand and she forgets to count.
"What did I just tell you?" Your voice is clipped, but there's a hint of something sultrier underneath.
"One," she croaks out in response.
Smack!
"T-Two."
Smack, smack!
"Three! Four…"
You give Sevika ten total, five on each cheek, and her flesh is now pulsing a deep shade of red, bordering on purple.
Giving one side a firm squeeze, she whines at the tender feeling before you lean down and press a soft kiss to her raised skin. "See what you made me do, baby?"
You then use your knee to knock her legs apart and dip your hand between them. Dragging two fingers along her slit, the wetness there makes itself known right away, especially once you lift your arm and watch the way it glistens in the light of the room.
Thwap!
"Ah!" Sevika's pussy clenches when your open palm makes contact, not expecting that to be your next move.
"Count."
You decide she still has more lessons to learn.
"O-One…"
You give another ten slaps to her cunt and her clit is throbbing by the time you finish. Tapping her thigh as a signal to get up, Sevika rises to her feet on wobbly legs and tries to focus on your figure when you start looking for something in the closet.
It only takes a minute for you to find your reliable strap and harness and another two to attach them together before sliding the contraption on. Climbing onto the large bed, you settle yourself in front of the headboard and pat your lap with both hands.
Sevika makes her way over and begins crawling toward you before reaching her destination and placing her thighs on either side of yours. You begin teasing the head of the toy over her clit, pulling a quiet whine from her full lips. Lifting her higher so you can line the dildo up with her quivering hole, you clutch her waist and yank her down to fill her cunt to the hilt.
Her loud cry is music to your ears, and you take the chance to whisper in her ear. "This is what you wanted right? Got al-l-l-l huffy and puffy 'cause you were jealous, but you really knew this is exactly what you would get with that behavior."
You grab Sevika's hips in an iron grip and start forcing her to grind on the toy, clit brushing your pelvis with every pass. It fills her perfectly, so much so that she can't focus on anything else but that particular feeling.
"Start moving honey, I don't have the patience right now."
That jolts her from her daze and she begins to ride you properly, thick thighs flexing with the force of clenching around the strap. Staring at her parted lips for a few lengthy moments, you trace them both with a lightweight index finger as you get an idea.
"Look at this pretty mouth. I think I should fill it up."
Without warning, you slide two digits onto her tongue and she instantly wraps the wet muscle around them, humming lowly and letting her eyes slip closed.
Her hefty tits are bouncing with the power of her grinding, and the sight becomes so impossible to ignore that you lean in and take a stiff nipple into your mouth. Sevika whines at the sensation, the noise increasing in volume when you move your lips just above her areola and suck a dark bruise into her skin.
"Mmff…" she groans, every nerve in her body feeling alive.
You then leave a trail of saliva behind as you kiss up her chest towards her defined jawline. Lips forming a suction under the bone there, your hand simultaneously comes up and wraps around her neck to lightly crush the sides of it. Sevika gasps, the noise a mix of both shock and arousal.
"God, you really love this shit. Got me mad just so I'd come home and fuck you stupid."
She moans at your brazen statement, the sound cutting off when you start to leave a hickey at the junction of her neck and shoulder. Squeezing the tender meat of her ass, you help her grind even harder on the strap as you purr into her ear.
"Look at you. Big, scary Sevika wanting to be tossed around and taking this dick like a pro. I wonder what everyone would think if they saw you like this, hm?"
The woman shakes her head in disagreement though she understood your mocking tone more than what you actually said, and you tsk in response. Gripping her chin between your index finger and thumb, you open her mouth until her tongue lolls out and spit onto it, Sevika's eyes rolling back as she swallows it with a outstretched moan.
You clutch her shapely hips in both of your hands before planting your feet on the mattress and lifting her up enough to fuck into her cunt at a breakneck speed. A high pitched wail rips from her throat at the new sensation, and it only takes a few more drives of your strap for her to fall over the edge.
To her surprise, you don't let up and work her through it like you normally would. She really should've expected this, but she was too drunk on lust to think that far ahead.
You actually start barreling into Sevika's squelching pussy even faster, adding two fingers to rub over her swollen clit. Her cropped hair swings back and forth as she tries to get you to stop, or even slow down.
"Ha!—No, too m-much!"
Her orgasm intensifies even further and eventually reaches a breaking point as clear, watery liquid spurts out from her cunt in every direction, spraying all over your lap and stomach as well as the inside of her thighs.
You gasp in delight at the view, the warmth covering your lower half evidence of a successful domestication.
Allowing Sevika to kneel back on the bed and giving her time to recover as much as possible, you then start raising her thighs to pull the toy out without disturbing her. Almost right away, it bumps against her tender clit and her body jerks in the opposite direction. You apologize and manage to fully pull out with no more incidents, laying her down on the pillows as you remove the harness from your legs.
Lying down, you pull her closer so her ear is resting right over your heartbeat, the steady noise soothing the uneven pattern of her own. You begin playing with her hair, running one hand through the damp locks and tracing mindless patterns over her back with the other.
"So…were you really jealous of Mel and me talking earlier?"
Sevika mumbles something into your skin but you can't understand her.
"What was that?"
She turns her head to face you so her lips are no longer pressed into your chest. "It was because last night, I had a dream of you two fucking. And then seeing her in person right after made it seem more real."
A short laugh rings through the air, followed by one that increases in volume and duration. The woman pinches your side when you wipe a tear from your eye, pouting at your flippant reaction to her confession.
That gets you to stop, and you peck the tip of her nose in apology. "I'm sorry, I just can't believe that that's what set you off. And that instead of explaining it, you just sulked literally all day."
She grumbles a noise of justification and you wrap your arms around her neck to keep her in place as you press a kiss to the crown of her head. "Next time you have a dream like that, just tell me."
A pregnant pause ticks by before you add in a lower tone, "Or get off to it, I wouldn't be mad at that…"
Sevika's jaw drops before she lightly smacks your chest, in disbelief that you would say something like that.
"Okay, that was a bad joke, I take it back," you laugh. "No more sex dreams about anyone but each other."
Sevika agrees.
You hear your girlfriend's breathing even out soon after, having succumbed to her exhaustion. Deciding to deal with the mess soaking your sheets later so you don't disturb her sleep, your eyes slip shut as you join her, thoughts of being used by two women sitting at the edge of your subconscious.