request from

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y/n - sub g!p

billie - fem dom

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this is kinda the outfits i imagine on b btw

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"you ready to go my love?" i call from downstairs. the car keys jingle like they usually do when i spin them around my finger.

"yea just a sec!" billie replied. we decided to take a date night - well not we, billie did. she planned this whole big romantic gesture because she thinks we shouldn't move away from our honeymoon phase now that we live together. i appreciate it and hell it feels good to get dressed like this again.

in no time i see her skip down the stairs in an all black outfit; a loose fitted chanel button up and skirt with frilly leg warmers and matching black boots. "oh shit! my wife's looking fine as fuck." i kiss her on the cheek and smile seeing her blush.

we both looked good as hell although i'm thinking im over dressed. i don't wanna look like her pimp if we're going skating.

"shut up. you look really nice too."

"you ready to go?"

billie nods so i throw her the keys. she knows where we are going better than i do anyway.

we get to the restaurant and it's a cute and quiet diner. the place was small, seemingly a mom and pop owned place, intimate. the perfect place for her and i. the whole car ride she hand held my hand and fidgeted with my fingers and rings so i'm assuming this is going well. if the night goes as planned i'd definitely be getting pussy tonight.

"isn't this place so..."

"cozy?" i looked at her cinching her waist with one of my hands. the blonde looked up at me and smiled.

"yea. i heard they have really good pastas here."

"you can get whatever you want i'll pay." i said eyeing two seats over by the corner. "i should ask for menus." i flagged over a waitress so they knew they had new people in and sat with billie at our booth. "i'm literally starving."

"you should have eaten a better breakfast baby. i told you that wrap wouldn't keep you satisfied for the whole evening."

"guess i'm just hard to satisfy." i said getting billie off her phone.

"oh my god shut up. you know i more satisfy you."

"you're so sure huh..."

"yeah i am. i'll satisfy you over and over again tonight if you really want."

i grab billies hands and intertwine our fingers from across the table as a lady starts to walk to our table. "i don't know if it'll be that easy but you could try."

her face turned red knowing she couldn't reply with the lady present. "hey! im kylie ill be your hostess for tonight, i'm so sorry for the hold up we're on the fuller side." she pulled a note pad from her hip ready to take our orders not realizing we hadn't even gotten menus yet.

"we've never been here, do you mind getting us menus just to scan through?" billie says. the waitress gets visibly embarrassed. "right, my bad i'm so sorry."

"it's fine mama." i interviene

"i'll get that for you right now." she stumbled dropping the pen from the table.

i handed her the pen with a smile and watched as she went to get us menus. she was all over the place for real but i wasn't about to say that. "i feel bad" i turn my head back around to see billie with an eyebrow up. "what's the look for?"

"mama y/n?"

"shit my bad." my girlfriend seemed unimpressed by my answer but what else did she want me to say? "i didnt mean to say it baby she's just having a bad day."

"and you defend her?"

"listen, i don't call anyone else that but you ok?"

the waitress came back with the menus and hand and gave one to each of us. i wasn't surprised to see billies head turn to the pasta section, i didn't know what i was in the mood to eat though or if i wanted to eat at all.

"can i have the lemon asparagus pasta?"

"sure, what to drink?" the waitress smiled as if she knew us for forever.

"waters fine."

i nod seconding billies choice of drink, simply not caring to order a drink and more on choosing what the fuck to order quickly.

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billies pov

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i order my food and i can tell the waitress is eyeing y/n. it's not that im a jealous person or distrust my girlfriend but who the hell flirts with the customer when the customer is very clearly on a date? it's honestly unbelievable.

i give her one last smile which she returns with an even bitchier one. i don't know what that skank thinks. it's not me or her, i already have my man thank you. she then grabs the side of y/n's menu, more than comfortably fits her face next to hers and point to her favorite on the menu.

"you should have this, it's what i get on my breaks all the time, we don't all have the pleasure of having someone to eat with."

YoU sHoUlD gEt ThIs, I lOvE iT aNd I'm AlL sIngLeEe

barf.

she's so messy.

y/n orders the stupid meal and the bitch finally leaves. i don't even wanna talk about it really so i just go on my phone. i mean god damn we're on a date what type of indecency..."last bite for last bite?" y/n suggests but i'm too annoyed to go along with our tradition. id rather die than try that...food and im genuinely pissed at her for not saying no in the first place. it was like her flirting back when she ordered the meal so i don't even let her try mine.

"you know she's hitting on you." i say scrapping the ceramic plate with my fork.

"billie she's not...she's just...forgetful and doesn't wanna fuck up our night even more. she's being friendly it's her job."

"right. she's friendly with a woman that's taken."

"i didn't come to fight with you b...plenty of couples eat here what's the problem?"

"nothing" "you're seriously leaving a thirty dollar tip?"

i roll my eyes and close the checkbook.

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when we get to the skating rink y/n takes my hand and we actually skated for a bit. it was nice to have her spin me around on ice like we used to.

"you want popcorn love? ima get a drink."

"im fine." i say just wanting to go back to skating. i used to be able to do a triple figure eight when i was younger and have been trying to do it again since we stopped skating in circles.

y/n leaves to get a drink. i have no clue how she was in the mood for a cold beverage it was freezing.

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y/n's pov

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i just want a diet coke, i walk to the one of the many exits and take my skates off by a bench.

"how much for a small cup?" i ask. the lady working had her back facing me. she had a longer black bob and dark blue tips.

"it's on me." she smirked as she turned around.

"what do you usually have? a shot, a beer?"

"i uh don't usually drink liquor. you got any coke?"

"please- have a drink with me, i never have any fun around here. it's on the houseee!" the end of her words went on almost taunting me so i give in. one drink wouldn't hurt, i'm not the one driving anyway. id be fine. "i'll get us some scotch."

"why do they even have a liquor place here?"

"why are there indoor skating rinks?" she rebuttals finishing pouring her glass. "i've never seen you here before, you seem like fun."

"yea well, my girlfriend doesn't think i'm that fun right now."

"ok you really need this drink." the cups fills up a little more than half way. "wanna get over her?" we clink glasses.

"well it's not really that." i say taking a long sip.

"what could be so wrong with you, you're sexy as shit."

"i don't know...i don't wanna think about why she's mad."

"amen!" she chugged her cup.

we talked for a bit more, the alcohol never seemed to quench my thirst. just burn and sting while it went down but in a good way. i wouldn't have realized how off track i got either until i heard stomping my way. "we're leaving." billie grabs my wrist pulling me with her to the exit leaving my drink at the stand and everything. i swear she left a mark with how tight she gripped onto me.

"billie what the fuck?" i manage to say while being dragged.

"we're going home. i don't wanna be out with you anymore."

"then go home, why can't you leave me here?" her grip tightened as the words slipped out of my mouth. whoops.

"are you being deadass right now?"

"i don't get whats wrong with me having a drink on a night out." i try and pull my wrist away. she'd been up my ass all night for no reason.

"it's not you having a drink y/n. you could have all the fucking drinks in the world. this is about you flirting with every whore you lay eyes on the one night we decide to go out."

"someone's jealous."

"jealous? get in the car."

i knew i was pushing her a little but i genuinely didn't think she'd get this fucking angry. she's hot when she's mad but i know i have nothing good waiting for me when we get home. besides, i don't think i did anything wrong. it's not like i was cheating on her.

billie slams the drivers side door getting in and turns the key. "don't you even think for a second that i'll pity you either. if anything you're gonna sit there and be a good girl until i'm satisfied."

the words turned me on.

until she's satisfied?

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"you could have just said you wanted to be a slut this morning if you wanted to be slutted out baby, you know that right?" she said putting a blindfold over my eyes. "but don't worry mommy will treat you just like you deserve."

obviously i couldn't see anything my billie grabs one of my fingers indicating i should get up off the couch and follow her lead. we started walking and quickly i heard our door shut.

"bad girls get bad punishments. i want you to want me bad and forget about everyone of those whores you saw today okay?"

i could tell she flicked the light on but it was red from i could see through the space by my nose.

"now how about we sit you down slut. sit." she held me at my waist reassuring that i'd fall on the bed and surely i did. "and how about we take this off you now hm?" her cold hands gripped under my shirt leaving me in a nike sports bra. the air was cold too. she dragged her fingers along the toned lines on my stomach, drawing along the visible muscle on my forearms.

"you want this off?" her nails dug underneath the band of my bra sending chills through me and turning me on further as if i wasn't already. "i think i should do that for you." she climbed up on my lap, straddling my thighs as i raised my hands in the air for her blindly. she cupped my boobs with her hands surprising me with the wet feeling of her tongue as she rimmed my nipple. "fuck mommy" i whispered. she chuckled, if billie loved one thing it was teasing in bed. when she was dominant anyway.

"give me your hand. i wanna make sure you don't leave while i'm gone."

she reaches for my left hand instead and clasps what i think are handcuffs to the bed and my wrists. she fingers down my body till she gets to my crotch where she rubs against my length. fuck i'm hard.

"don't move ok? here." she pulls the silk above my eyes and it takes a second for my vision to get back from the blur. her hair tossed over to one side, god was she hot with that black eyeliner.

billie walks out the door leaving me stranded on the bed. she knew to handcuff both hands, id jack off right now if i could however im stuck on this bed in a red room with nothing to look at or do but think about what she had planned.

sure i shouldn't have done so but it was hot to see her all jealous earlier. she wouldn't let me get away easy i know.

a couple minutes later billie knocks at the door and giggles remembering i can't quite open the door for her. "close your eyes and don't be naughty." she yells before opening the door. she didn't even give me time to close them. her body leaned in the door frame wearing another black wardrobe. a black sheer corset thong and garters.

"someone's a whore, i told you to look away." she said after a couple seconds but i didn't care she looked fine as fuck and the only thing i'm thinking about right now is the precum dripping down my tip.

"now," her toes shut the door slowly behind her. "what to do you with you to make you learn your lesson. im the only one you want right?"

my cheek burned as she slapped it. "respond to me when i speak to you."

"yes mommy." i gulp.

"im the one you want?"

"mhm." i insist.

her knees deepened the bed as she got on , arching her back as she crawled closer to me grinning wide.

"you're here til you satisfy me." as soon as she got to my crotch she started to pull my pants down, a little bit from each side till they were off. the relief i felt as the waist band brushed my underwear was nearly enough to make me cum. "mmh"

"you're hard?" her finger dragged along the length in my boxers. "pathetic."

she then started to take my boxers off. i'm dreading seeing her face when she sees the mess i already know i've made.

"uh uh don't look down, look at me" and so i do, she bites her lip as i stare her in the eyes, her tits and back at her eyes. my 9 inches slap my stomach not being withheld anymore and i go to relieve myself. i'm leaking with precum, begging to be touched when i remember im handcuffed.

"see who was gonna be a greedy girl just now? i shouldn't let you cum for that. but what fun would that be if i didnt let you try?"

billie supports herself on her elbows as she licks my tip off clean. "ohhhh" my voice comes out shaky in pleasure.

"don't get too ahead of yourself slut. i'm not here for you, you're here for me."

she hovers over my lap again and looks down at me. she unclasps her bra and lets her boobs spill out. "watch me play with myself." she says licking my top lip.

she gets down and lays on the bed right in front of me. she looks towards the wall as she sticks her ass out of the thong and slips it off throwing it at me. "i want you to watch me cum."

the blonde laughs again to herself spreading her legs for me to see. her pussy was glistening with arousal, she sucked her fingers and started touching herself. "mmmmm" she moaned "i love playing with my pretty pink pussy."

her ring and middle finger turned in circles around her clit almost hypnotizing me. "im so wet." she cried. as much as i wanted to look away i couldn't. i was so turned on and hard it hurt not to jack off.

"do you want me now baby? hm?" she stuck two fingers in her hole and opened her mouth wider. "fuck i'm tight."

her left hand gripped on to one of her nipples while the other hand went to work. she was a cleanly shaven wet mess that i couldn't have. i knew for a fact she was being louder than normal to get at me, every other second she lets out another "mmm" or a "yea" with the ocasional "oh fuck!".

"please billie i cant." i say desperately. i don't know how much more i could leak before i exploded. "i want you, i need you mommy." my dick twitched on its own at the sight of her arching her back on our bed.

"i feel so good y/n, fuck im gonna cum." she said louder. "i bet you want me to cum all over your dick huh you slut?"

the circles she made got harsher and tighter as moaned louder and louder. her boobs moved with every movement of her hand. "yes yes god yes im cumming." her eyes scrunched and eyebrows furrowed in the air and she flicked her clit around sporadically slowly leaking out liquids. "shit mm" she said riding out her high. her cum covered her core like icing.

my nipples were cold and my length hurt as it was fully erect but billie seemed to not have a care in the world. she turned around pointing her ass in my face once more her lips dripping in wetness. "touch me." she demanded.

not letting her make a fool of me i lean over just a bit and lick her slit. she tastes sweet and the contact eases the pain. "mhm" she giggled moving her hips from side to side. i was so close to being in her yet so far.

"lay down for me." one leg at at a time she got off the bed giving me space to spread myself further. "such a fucking cunt. look how hard you are. are you not embarrassed to be so hard for me when you wanted to talk to other women?" with one hands she grabs the underside of my balls, massaging them lightly and causing me to groan in pleasure. finally, attention i needed. id cry if i went any longer without cumming.

"answer me." she snapped flicking them.

"ah fuck- yes mommy. i only get this hard for you."

"you're lucky i want you in me right now." she stressed my lap again but this time slowly lowering herself onto my already twitching shaft.

"uhhh." we both let our mouths fall into 'o' shapes. i slipped right in because of how wet she was. her walls wrapped around my girth tightly adding pressure.

"don't cum till i cum." she said reaching the end of my dick. i was on the verge of cumming this whole time there's no way i could hold it.

she starts riding slowly pleasuring herself up and down, it was painfully slow,

"mommy you feel so good on me, please go faster."

she slaps me on the same cheek again yet quickens her pace on me. her boobs follow her bouncing along with her. she slams onto me hard groaning with me in unison. she didn't have to work hard to make me cum, i would any second.

"you feeling good?" she asks seeing my face scrunched and in the air. my arms were tired and it took all that was in my to not finish. "i'm gonna finish b-b augh."

"don't." she slaps me hard leaving a red mark. her hands squeeze my chest playing with my nipples before one directs itself on my neck choking me. "don't cum until i say so."

i twitched uncontrollably inside of her. she would purposefully tighten on me feeling amazing. the whole room was full of our skin slapping and my noises.

"i'm gonna cum. don't you dare think about cumming in me after today."

once again, billie got faster riding me back and forth to her own content. she tightened one last time and i felt her soak my tip in her juices. immediately my cum shot up in her, "ohhh mommmmy."

"fuck! you fucking came you skank didnt you? mmm." she reprimanded bouncing harder. "i thought you were done being selfish." she pulled me out of her. her hole was even more drenched than before.

"i'm sorry mommy i know you didn't tell me to, i couldn't hold it."

she said unlatching the cuffs from my red wrists. "ima have to spank you till you prove yourself. go, ass up."

she pulled back to hit me, lashing at the previous red mark she'd left on me till i got the idea to move, i wasn't restricted anymore.