Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Smut. Caught, Cursing, Degradation, Face Fucking, Fingering, Hair Pulling, Humiliation, Mommy Kink, Names, (Dumb Whore), Praise, Spanking, and Strap On. Minors DNI 18+
Word Count: 1,608
Summary: Wanda catches you humping a pillow, and when confronted you lie, causing you to be punished.
A/N: Mommy Wanda smut. Hope You Enjoy!
-
The sound of Wanda's alarm clock blared through the room, causing you to let out a whine. Wanda reached over and turned off.
She was about to get up, but you grabbed her, pulling her down. "No mommy, don't go." Wanda smiled down at you, brushing some hair out your face. "Detka, I have to. How else am I gonna bring money in?" (baby) You sighed, finally letting her go.
You watched as she took her clothes off, striping each piece of clothing slowly for your view. You whimpered as she taunted you, squeezing her breast. She looked back at you and threw a little wink before entering the bathroom.
You let out a breath you didn't know you had. Early in the morning and she's got you feeling like this. When she came out she was dressed in your favorite shirt, showing half of her cleavage. "Mommy." You whined, closing your eyes.
Wanda tsked at you, bending down to get her heels. "No Y/n. Don't 'mommy' me, wait for me tonight." You whined in protest, bucking your hips in the air. "Please, just one really quickly." Wanda gave you a stern look. "Y/n what did I just say? Wait until tonight."
You finally let out a sigh of defeat, laying on your back. "Yes ma'am." Wanda smiled, coming over and kissing your forehead. "Good girl, now when Mommy gets home I have a surprise for you, so be good." She gave one last kiss and grabbed her purse before walking out the door.
You only sat there staring up at the ceiling. You could feel your clit throbbing for attention, calling out for Wanda's name. Getting up, you went to the kitchen, hoping there was something to distract yourself.
You decided to get up and clean up the kitchen. Washing the dishes, cleaning the counters off, sweeping the floor, you did it all, but nothing took your mind off the feeling between your legs. You even tried watching TV, but not even your favorite show could stop you from thinking about Wanda.
You made your way back to the room in hope for a nap, but it never came. Finally, you grabbed your phone and dialed her number. Within a couple of rings she answered. "Mommy." You could hear shuffling in the background as Wanda walked somewhere.
"What is it, Y/n? Why are you calling?" You spoke. "Please let me touch myself, I can't wait any longer!" You could hear Wanda scoff under breath. "I'm not gonna tell you again. You better not touch yourself." Before you could get a word out Wanda hung up.
Although what Wanda said was clear through your mind, something came inside you that caused you to think otherwise. Without a thought you pulled your panties off and spread your legs. You leaned against the headboard as your hand lazily circled around your clit, your other finger pushing inside you.
You moaned quietly, moving your hips with the movement of your fingers. You cried as you couldn't reach spots that Wanda could.
It wasn't enough.
You traveled across the room and picked up Wanda's panties from last night and returned back to the bed, but this time on her pillow.
You held her panties to your nose, inhaling her sweet scent while grinding on her pillow. The feeling of your clit rubbing against her pillow felt so good. It was almost as if she was here.
