Neko!reader
reader uses she/they pronouns
warning(s): NSFW/smut, mommy kink, overstimulation, biting/marking, blood
Last Part: "Oh?" Lady Dimitrescu hummed, mischief dancing in her gold eyes. "I never said that. This is a different kind of punishment. One you'll love just as much as you'll hate it."
You bit back a whine at her words and tried not to squeeze your thighs shut, already having an idea of what she meant. The curl of her lips further proved that point too, as well as when her fingertips danced over your exposed thighs. A gloved finger slipped under the skirt of your uniform before stopping, letting you know your lady was waiting for permission to continue. If there's one thing the Dimitrescu family cares about, it's consent. Especially when doing anything with a maid.
"Please," You whimpered out once you realized she really wasn't going to continue until you begged. "Please, mommy. I need to be punished for what I did."
"Such a needy Kitten," Lady Dimitrescu chuckled as her finger began moving again. "Such a possessive Kitten."
"I-I'm not p-possessive."
"You're not? Then, tell me again why you killed that maid?"
You sucked in a sharp breath when the pad of her finger pressed against your clothed entrance. "I-I..."
"I'm waiting," Lady Dimitrescu purred as she applied more pressure. "A simple touch and you're already putty in my hands? I wonder how you'd react if I started petting your tail again."
'nO-.'
The thought ended there as her other hand began petting your tail, overwhelming your senses and causing you to only focus on her touch. Her touch — as cold as ice — contrasting with the heat of your body. You wanted nothing more than to grind against her fingers — now that she had added another to press against you — but you knew better. Although your lady was being merciful now, one slip up, and this 'punishment' could turn from painfully delicious to just painful.
Lady Dimitrescu seemed to grow bored of you being able to resist your urges, considering the fact that she soon removed her hand from your core, only to slowly remove her glove. You watched the entire show she made of it, your pupils dilating once you saw her hand disappear under your skirt. A jolt went through your body as her fingers grazed your thighs, earning a low and needy whine that you immediately tried to muffle.
The chuckle from your lady only added fuel to the fire. Your tail wrapped her wrist when she shifted the fabric that covered her destination, excitement rushing through your veins. A tender kiss on your shoulder grounded you long enough to hear lady Dimitrescu mutter something, her lips still pressed against your shoulder.
"Wh-what was th-that my lady?"
"May I mark you?" Time stopped for you in that moment. Marking was a very serious commitment, but it was one you were willing to make for your lady.
"Please," You tilted your head a bit more once you felt her fangs press against your flesh. "Please mark me, mommy. I'll be your good girl, I promise."
"I don't doubt that."
Lady Dimitrescu sank her fangs into your neck shortly after, pulling a low groan from you. Once her fangs retracted, her tongue began lapping at the wounds left behind, adding to your rapidly rising body temperature. Before long you were practically clawing at your uniform, desperately pressing into your lady in an attempt to cool off. There was an amused hum before you were set on the ground, the sound of your lady unsheathing her claws reaching your ears.
You panted as quietly as you could and stared up at her, not even flinching when she effortlessly flicked her wrist and had your uniform in a shredded pile beneath you. She gave you a small nod and you quickly removed your undergarments, turning your attention back to her as she stood up. Her orders were simple; Stand in the middle of the room and look pretty until she returns.
"Do you think you can do that, kitten?"
"I-I can, mommy," You promised once you were in the middle of the room. "B-but what if someone-?"
"No one will walk in," Lady Dimitrescu reassured as she left the room.
'All alone now... I wonder what she's going to get... Hopefully something fun.'
You weren't sure how long you were standing there for, but when the door opened to reveal your lady once more, you began purring. The door shut behind her as she stalked toward you, beginning to circle your standing form. Your tail flicked nervously any time she moved behind you, a soft yelp escaping you when she decided to pick up your naked form. Her gold eyes filled with hunger the longer she looked at you, causing your ears to press back out of embarrassment.
"You'll be a good pet, right?" She hummed as she carried you to her bed again. "You were already so good for me. Plus, if you're good, you'll get a reward after your punishment."
"I'm your good pet," You whispered once she laid you on her bed. "I'll be good for mommy."
Her eyes dilated at your words before they landed on your core, taking in the sight of your slick folds. Your tail curled around her wrist when she kneeled and gripped your waist with one hand, the other spreading your legs apart for her easy access. She stopped centimeters from your core and glanced up to lock eyes with you, pulling a loud whine from you. You knew better than to rush her, but this was something you had wanted since you first laid eyes on her. When you nodded with teary eyes, Alcina slowly dragged her tongue over your folds, causing a relieved moan to fall from your lips as your head fell back onto the bed.
Your eyes fluttered shut when her lips wrapped around your sensitive bud, soft moans and mewls of her name falling from your lips as she sucked on the bud. A soft hum from your lady sent a wave of pleasure through you, your hands immediately gripping the sheets instead of reaching for your lady like you originally wanted. Reaching for her would mean risking scratching her with your claws.
You let out a loud moan of her name when her tongue pushed passed your folds. "Mommy. More."
Alcina smirked as her tongue laid claim to every inch of you that she could reach, pulling more moans from you. You released the sheets and arched your back slightly, trying not to rip up her sheets with your claws. There was slight pressure on your abdomen as lady Dimitrescu pressed down, easing you back onto the bed. Another loud moan escaped you when your thumb brushed over your bundle of nerves, helping fuel the fire. That fuel was gone in an instant and an involuntary hiss of annoyance left you.
"Was my kitten that close?" Alcina teased as she stood to her full height. "Don't worry, I'll let you cum soon."
"I-I..." You trailed off in embarrassment, watching her slowly undress. "Please, mommy... I need you... All of you."
Your eyes dropped to the strap that was securely harnessed in place, your throat running dry as she let it rest on your abdomen for a moment. Her gold eyes scanned your frame before she slowly rocked against you, allowing the strap to slide along your folds. A moan fell from your lips as you watched it closely, waiting for the moment she finally decided to sheathe it inside of you. She grabbed a bottle and poured a liquid into her hand, lathering the strap in it before letting her fingers slip to your folds to add extra lube.
"Are you sure about this?" Alcina started with a hint of worry. "This is your—."
"My lady," You growled as your tail flicked with anticipation. "With as much respect and dignity as I can muster right now, I want you to fuck my brains out."
There was no need for her to respond verbally after that. She slowly eased the strap inside of you, pausing momentarily when you let out a yelp from the stretch. You let out a soft whimper before rolling your hips toward hers, letting her know to continue. Alcina began pushing into you again, only stopping when she bottomed out and you let out another yelp. It didn't take long for the pain to fade into pleasure — which you were thankful for.
You sat up slightly when she began thrusting inside of you, soft moans falling from your lips as she leaned down to capture them in a kiss. Alcina's lips curled into a smile as she swallowed your moans, clearly enjoying how every small movement she made pulled a noise out of you. It's not your fault either — it's her mark. Everything was more sensitive.
"Such a noisy kitten," She muttered after finally breaking the kiss. "How close are you?"
"S-so cl-close," You managed out as her hips snapped towards yours and pulled a loud moan out of you. "Pl-please mommy!"
"Cum for me, kitten."
You released as soon as you were given permission, turning your head to muffle your moan in her pillow. Alcina helped you ride out your high before stopping, waiting for you to collect yourself. When you realized she didn't pull out, you knew you were in for a long night. The hunger in her eyes told you everything — she wanted to break you. And with her next thrust, you were sure it was going to start now.
She set a steady pace — one that let her hit every spot that would make you feel the most pleasure — before wrapping one hand around your throat. You locked eyes with her and smiled when she squeezed, a moan falling from your lips soon after. Her eyes darkened at that but her pace remained the same, prompting you to dig your claws into her back. That did the trick. Alcina's lips connected with yours as her pace became unforgiving.
You wanted this, and she was more than willing to give it to you. Maybe it was the fact that this was supposed to be a punishment that you wanted it to hurt a bit, or maybe it was because you were a masochist living in a castle full of sadistic and hot vampires. The world will never know. All you knew was your lady was making you come undone yet again.
The two of you continued even after that — that was until you started feeling overstimulated. You had managed to go a few more rounds after the feeling set in, but now it was all too much. As she brought you down from your fifth orgasm since overstimulation started, you desperately tried to pull away from her. Alcina noticed this and held you still, waiting for you to settle down before she spoke.
"Okay, I get it," She cooed as she slowly removed the strap. "You can't take any more. Wait here while I run us a bath."
"Mommy," You called weakly before she could move away. "Was I a good girl?"
"Yes, you were. You may have your reward whenever you think you're ready for it."
"Now?"
"After you've recovered. And remind me to trim your claws."
You let out an involuntary hiss and scurried under her blanket, grumbling to yourself when she simply laughed and walked away. The sound of running water made your right ear twitch a moment later, indicating that Alcina would be returning shortly. Once you heard footsteps closing in, you sat up and lifted your arms, letting your lady pick you up and carry you to the bathroom.
"I need to mark you," You grumbled as you glared at her unmarked neck. "Mine."
"In the morning," Alcina chuckled while getting in her tub, holding you against her chest. "Unless you're too impatient."
"Mine," You growled out, narrowing your gaze at the porcelain skin that practically begged you to mark it.
"Go ahead then. Mark me."
You didn't need to be told twice. Your fangs sunk into her flesh the second she stopped talking, pulling a moan out of her. The sound caused your brain to stop for a moment, bringing a sudden urge to hear more once it started working again. Your tongue dragged over your mark once you removed your fangs, a soft giggle filling the air as you stared at your mark.
"Now you're mine!"
"And you're mine," Alcina hummed as she traced the mark she left on your neck.