The Romanian Noblewoman (Lady Dimitrescu x Female Reader)

In The Lady's Chambers

'Am I going to die?'

The thought scared you but you entered. The lady looked at you and raised an eyebrow and slowly released smoke from her mouth. 

"Come closer, pet." she gestured with her finger. You close the door behind you and walk towards her. She places her long cigarette holder on the vanity in front of her and takes a step towards you.

Without a warning, she picks you up by your waist and throws you onto her bed. Your head hurt for a moment but you shifted your attention back to her. She loomed over you. Both her hands were placed on her waist. As you start to get up, she pushes you back down with one hand. Her hand travelled from your stomach to your neck, pulling you dress up in the process. Her hand reached your throat and clasped it. She moved her index finger to your mouth and made you suck her glove covered finger. She smirked widely and removed her finger from your mouth and replaced it with her mouth. 

Unlike Bela's, Lady Dimitrescu's kiss had a lot ore fervour to it. She let out loud moans and she opened her mouth and licked your lips. You open your mouth in response and her tongue slides in. She sucked on your lips as her tongue explored your mouth. Her other hand reached your chest and started to knead your breasts. You let out a moan, making her smile against your lips. 

Her hand tightened its grasp on your breast, vigorously kneading it. Her other hand moved down from your neck to your privates, gently teasing it. You let out another moan which made her lie on top of you, carefully so as to not crush you. She was enjoying this and every moan you let out, her teasing got faster.

In one swift move, she tore your dress with her bare hands, the buttons falling onto the bed. She continued to kiss you with passion as she removed your slip and underwear. You were now fully naked. She grabbed your hands with one hand, pinning it above your head, restricting your movements completely. She moved your thighs apart from each other with her legs and pulled away from you. She took off her hat and threw it on the floor. 

She saw how vulnerable you looked and smirked. Her eyes were dripping with hunger and greed. She bent to reach your face and took in a long whiff of your scent.

"Mmmmmm you've been such a good girl, haven't you. Such a good girl."

She licked your lips and bit into them, sucking the blood. She licked your lips again and moved down to your neck. She bit a sensitive spot and sucked on it. She proceeded to bite you all over your neck and continued that trail down to your thighs but stopped when she saw the hankie. She eyes darted towards your face and your heartbeat picked up its pace. 

"Who did this?" her eyes were stern, still emitting hunger and greed. Before you could answer, however, she ripped the hankie with her teeth and let out a huge grunt. She proceeded to suck on it making the wound open up again. She drank the dripping blood with passion and moaned loudly. Her moans echoed through the entire room.

She gave the wound one final lick and ran her tongue towards your clitoris. With her free hand, she pushed your thigh down and began to lick around the area.

"Please!" you screamed. You couldn't take it anymore. 

"Please what, pet?" her voice was low and raspy.

"P-Please, finish it!" you screaming the words out loud.

She immediately put her mouth on your vagina. Her tongue enters you and starts to explore. Your moans got louder and hearing this, she curls her tongue inside you, hitting the spot. With a few more thrusts of her talented tongue, you finally came undone, making you scream in pleasure. 

She licked you clean and let you go. She looked at you as she licked her lips and smirked. She went over to her cupboard and took out a small towel.

 Your legs were still quivering from the pleasure. You slowly get up as you see the lady walk towards you with the towel. She wraps it around you and stands you up. She picks you up by your waist and puts you on the ground. She places her hat on her head, walks towards her vanity and sits down. She opens a cylinder and starts to apply the lipstick. She catches you staring at her through the mirror and she raises an eyebrow.

"Yes?" she asks, without turning around.

"I...don't know the way back to my room."

Her smirk widens. She places the lipstick onto the counter and gets up. She turns around and walks over to you. She gracefully picks you up and looks into your eyes. She walks to the door and swings it open with one hand, while still looking at you. 

You can't seem to take your eyes off of her. She looked angelic in the dim lights. She kept her eyes on you and made one last turn. 

She kicks your door open and places you on your bed. She looks down at you and says "You will have new clothes, tomorrow. I expect you to be on time. I won't accept any excuses.".

She turns to the door and leaves without another word. You lie there in the same position, trying to fathom what just happened, until your eyes finally give in and you drift off to sleep.