[14:50]now playing: baby don’t stop - taeyong & ten
[warning]kitten kink, pegging, toys, mommy kink, edging, fingering, male masturbation, bondage, some begging, punishment, degrading, brat!ten x mommy!reader, dancer au
okay… maybe I got carried away. the plan was for him to wear it only while he was at practice. he wanted a challenge, and I gave him one. but the way his face contorted and muscles flexed as he tried to gracefully be in sync with the music—it made something sadistic come out of me.
he did a good job of hiding his arousal, I’ll give him that. however, I did not appreciate the dirty looks he gave me. whether they were serious or not.
once his instructor has called it a day, I walk over to him. his hands rested above his knees, slightly hunched over. if you looked close enough, you could see the hardened tip of his penis poking against his track pants.
I allow a comforting hand to rest on his back, lightly rubbing his spine with the pad of my thumb. “you did great, sweetie.” I complemented him, handing him a bottle of water. he mumbled a quick sentence of gratitude before popping off the cap and taking a long gulp. I wait until he’s finished. “however, I didn’t like your attitude towards me.”
he looks at me through his sweat drenched hair, a clear mischief glossing over them. he knows what he’s doing. “and what are you going to do about it?” he’s challenging me, as if I didn’t have the power to make cry or beg like the whore he is.
I grabbed hold onto his smooth jaw, feeling his sweat stick onto my fingers. there’s a sudden shift in his behavior. he’s less tense and resistant, as if he’s given up himself to me, so I could whatever I please. his mouth parts open slightly to allow silent, submissive breaths to blow out as he admired me.
I leaned over, stopping so our noses nearly touched and I could see his deep brown eyes flicker with excitement. “you’ll see, kitten.” and with that, I left. ten let out the smallest whine, as I parted from him, but made no attempt to stop me.
besides, I have a class to teach and he knows better than to make me late. it was only an hour long hip hop lesson for beginners, piece of cake.
but apparently a lot can happen in one hour, because when I arrived back home, exhausted, I could hear the unmistakable moans from my boyfriend.
he didn’t even try to lock the bedroom door or even close it. he left it open just enough for me to see him stroke his cock while the vibrating plug was thrown onto the floor, also where I could see. I stormed in, infuriated. “what do you think you’re doing, kitty?”
“oh, mommy!” he faked a stunned expression but didn’t stop the strokes on his cock. he was a terrible actor. “don’t start with that fake shit, it’ll only get you in more trouble than you’re already in. now go get the rope.” I pointed to our shared dresser across the room.
I could already sense an argument coming from him as he hadn’t moved yet. so, I made sure that I wasn’t going to be tolerating his brattiness. “now!” he retrieves the red bondage with an annoying pout, handing it to me and returning to his spot on the bed.
this time, I only take off my top, leaving everything else on. I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing my full body, it’ll only make punishing him harder.
I crawl on top of him then sit on his torso, with my legs on either side of him. as always, he squirms and puts up a fight when I attempt to bind his wrists. “stop it, kitty. or you might not even come at all.” I knew that would grasp his attention. there’s no better way to torture ten than to deny his orgasm. the boy loves to cum.
he allows me to tie his other wrist successfully with no problem. however, it wasn’t long until he started chatting my ear off. “mommy, I’m sorry for being a bad kitty. can I please not get punished? I’ll do anything. please?” he quivered his lip and gave me his best puppy eyes that were almost persuading.
“uh, no.” I said, quickly and blankly. a more upset pout returning to his face and a small hmph! announcing his disappointment. I reached over and grabbed the lube that was somehow conveniently chilling on ten’s nightstand, forcing my boobs in his face.
for once, he doesn’t make some sarcastic, witty remark as he normally does. despite not having an orgasm yet, he was already overstimulated. so, what’s a better punishment than edging?
I poured a generous amount of lubricant on my fingers and warm it up a bit, then rub some onto his hole. he shivers from the liquid, and becomes needy. a lewd, desperate whimper comes from deep within his chest as I teased him, mercilessly. circling my digits around his entrance for an unnecessary amount of time.
“please, hurry.” irritated, he whines, pushing into my touch. I ignored his plead and hold his hips steady, finally pushing the edge of my middle finger past his entrance. it slips right in with no hassle, very satisfying. but I stop knuckle deep, slowly turning my finger, unnecessarily, containing the urge go deeper.
I hear his toes crack as he curls them, a needy whine coming out of his lips. the small thrusting of my finger is already pushing him to the edge. for someone who loves to tease, he sure doesn’t like being teased back. a true brat.
slowly but surely, I shoved the whole length of my fingers within his walls. hesitating to add a second as he clenched around me, searching for more friction. “beg for it, kitten. beg for mommy to fuck you with her finger.” I demanded with a cold yet sexy tone that drove him wild.
“please, mommy! please fuck my slutty little hole with your finger! please, I’ll be a good kitty, I promise!” he cries, beautifully, while tugging against the rope. his skin starting camouflage with it. “but you haven’t been a good kitty, so why should I?” I question, slowly removing my finger from his walls. “I’ll be a good kitty from now on, I promise! I don’t even have to cum, just please fuck me, mommy.”
I shove my finger through his entrance, a choked moan and the small squeak from the bed frame rewarding me, forcing the corner of my lips to twitch up into a smirk. I drifted off until my own little world as I fucked him with my fingers, my only focus being on the lube spilling out his rim, the little twitch of his thighs, and the whorish moans coming out of his filthy mouth.
ten’s little baby whimpers is what brought me back. he was close to cumming, his hips twirling and veiny arms tending against the rope. just when he about to hit his peak, I stopped everything. my fingers leaving him as he cried out, “mommy, no! I was so close!” I didn’t say anything, just tapped his little thigh before retrieving the strap on, pulling it over my joggers.
his ecstatic expression made me want to ruin him more. there was no way he was cumming. I already made that decision when he gave me that sly grin with his lip being pulled by his teeth. “fuck me good, mommy.” I flicked open the lube last time before giving him a devilish look of my own, spreading the liquid on the naughty toy. “bet.”
he takes a deep breath as I slide in the tip, easily. I didn’t wait for him to adjust before starting a steady pace, a light slap going to his thigh. he wraps his legs around my waist and I hang onto them, rubbing tender fingers along his skin as I progressively go faster. ten arches his back as he feels his prostate being stimulated, eyes on my boobs jiggling beneath my bra.
his teeth are practically stuck between his lip, constantly tugging on it, only releasing to let out a moan or two. “I-I’m cumming now.” he stutters, his body beginning to reveal to obvious signs of upcoming orgasm. my grip tightens on his shaky legs and I thrust faster, making him yelp and thrash. but I denied him again, just when he was about to burst.
I didn’t pay attention to his begging or complaining, because I already had a good argument, “I thought you said you didn’t have to cum as long as I fucked you?” I arch an eyebrow and his face goes red once he remembered. I plant a kiss to his cheek and untie his hands. “that’s so unfair.” he grumbled, rubbing his aching wrists.
