natasha romanoff smut !! (wlw)

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Natasha was always in control. Always knew what was going on, and if she didn't she would act like it until she did. There was one exception to this rule. You. You called the shots and she didn't get to know what was happening. She could alway safeworld out of course but she almost never did. Natasha trusted you and it was that trust which led her to the situation that she is currently in.

"Babe, we've gotta start getting ready. Team meeting starts in 20." Natasha calls you from your bedroom.

"Be there in a sec." You walk in a few minutes later with a smirk that she knows all too well and doesnt like the timing of.

"We have a meeting. We don't have time for whatever horrible thing you have planned."

"Is that any way to speak to me brat?"

"No ma'am, sorry." Natahsa says looking down, being the picture of submissiveness.

"You're forgiven маленький паук. I won't be so easy to forgive next time though."

"Of course ma'am."

You walk over to Natasha and grab her hair, pulling so that she's looking you in the eyes. "I put so much effort into finding a way to make our meeting today more interesting. Don't you want to thank me for that?"

Natasha's eyes darken with lust. "Cпасибо госпожа." She responded which brings a smirk to your face.

"Strip then get on the bed." Natasha gracefully stands to follow your command. After she sits down you walk over to the bed and stand in between her legs getting a nice view of her pussy. "Want to know what I have planned маленький паук?"

"Please госпожа."

"Well I was thinking about how team meetings can be oh so boring and came up with a way that we can entertain ourselves." You caress her leg with one hand and reach into your pocket with the other, pulling out three items and showing them to Natasha. Her lips part and eyes widen just a bit at the sight of the nipple clamps and vibrator. "You're going to wear these throughout the meeting. Ok, питомец?"

Finding her mouth to dry Natasha just nodded.

"Use your words."

"Yes госпожа.

"Good girl."

You stroke her thigh and Natasha preens at the praise. Her core pulses, aching with arousal. You put the items down on the bed next to Natasha and reach for one of the clamps. You circle her right nipple with your thumb, pinching and flicking it occasionally. Natasha whines while you play with the nub and you dig your nail into the very tip which brings tears to her eyes. You know she knows better than to move or touch herself but you always like to provide a reminder. Well, a reminder is given when it's convenient or fun, at least for you. Once it's nice and stiff you add the clamp which has small teeth around the edges. She has to hold back from making any noise from the sharp pain and after a few seconds the pain fades to the background of sensations. You do the same to Natashas left nipple. You then take both clamps between your fingers and tug then twist, then go in the opposite direction, all the while Natahsa is screeching and trying to squirm away but as you don't hear a safeword you continue. After a few seconds of you torturing her nubs with your fingers you let go.

"Lie down." She does what she's told and you spread her legs, pushing her thighs to her chest, knees apart, to see her glistening cunt. "Aw, look how wet my питомец is for me." You slide a finger over her wet outer labia, a feather light pressure that just makes your presence known. Natasha whines.

"Please!" Desperation fills her voice.

You slap Natasha on the thigh. "Did I tell you you could speak?"