[F4F] Trying to take advantage of your Dominant GF [WRITTEN]

You're at home playing a videogame in your pyjamas; the city lights illuminating the parts of your apartment your monitor doesn't hit. Your girlfriend has gone out for the evening with work, celebrating a new client deal that has just gone through. You pout, sipping your hot drink as you notice it's 10pm and your girlfriend still hasn't returned home.

You stretch as you stand up, twirling a piece of hair around your finger as you decide to shoot her a text.

"Hey babe, are you coming home soon?" you hit send and throw your phone lazily on your desk before heading to the kitchen to grab a snack. You hear the door to your apartment go, your girlfriend blazenly walking in with her black suit creased - the tie around her neck loose as the top button of her blouse is undone.

"Hey princess," she smiles, walking over to you and patting your head before placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

"You're late," you huff, and you eye her up and down. She's incredibly attractive - she's tall and athletic, masculine yet gentle.

She smirks, taking a seat lazily on the sofa as she pats her knee.

"Come, princess. Come sit on my lap and tell me about your day," she ties her hair up in a ponytail, her earrings reflecting off the lounge light. You reluctantly take a seat on her lap, and she instantly nuzzles into you - her large hands on your thighs. You can tell she's had a drink, but she's not drunk. You look at her with a pout still, and decide tonight will be the night you try and take advantage of her - as now is the perfect time when she's got her guard down and more easily influenced.

"What is it?" she asks with a raise of her brow, leaning up to place a soft kiss on your neck.

You roll your eyes, before suddenly shoving your hand around her throat and pinning her to the sofa.

"It's my turn to have fun tonight," you breathe sternly, and she looks at you surprised.

"Oh?" she smirks, before leaning her head back so you can get a better grip of her neck.

"Aw, princess. here you go - grab it like this;" she coos, before adjusting your hand so you can grip her throat better.

This makes you annoyed, but incredibly aroused at the same time. She's toying with you - even with you having the upper hand; she's still completely in control. You huff, blushing, before raising your other hand and slapping her across the face lightly.

"bad girl." you mutter, and you didn't even have the courage to say it with your full voice. She looks at you, bewildered, before a hearty laugh comes from her throat.

"I'll give you two options, princess." She states before grabbing your wrist thats holding her throat and shoving it behind your back as she sits up, your lips inches apart.

"If this is something you truly want to try, I'll give you 10 minutes." She whispers, gazing at you from time to time as you can smell the sweet liquor off her lips.

"Otherwise, if this is you being a brat.." she says softly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"an apology isn't going to stop me from punishing you." She sighs with a smile, before leaning back again on the sofa and resting her hands behind her head.

"So princess, what'll it be?" she asks with a smirk.

"I.. I want to try," you admit, and you climb off her lap and stand before her. She raises a brow, before standing too - towering over you as she plants a kiss on your forehead.

"10 minutes." She whispers in your ear, before rolling up her sleeves and kneeling on the floor before you, ready to obey.

"Do what you want," she smiles, and you can tell by the tone of her voice that she has something planned - and the thought alone of trying to dominate the woman that dominates you has your tummy filled with butterflies.

You slowly pull down your pyjama shorts, exposing your cute underwear as you blush, turning around so your ass is facing her. You slowly bend over, and instantly she moves her face closer to you - her hands reaching up and grabbing your thighs.

You turn quickly, slapping her hands away.

"Did I say you could touch me?" you huff, and she looks surprised, before smiling.

"Apologies," she states, returning her hands to her side.

You turn and bend over in front of her again; tormenting her as you let your finger run across your slit over your panties, pressing down into the soaked material - so close that she can even smell you, almost taste you.

You hear her groan, and you smile. You turn to her, before stripping off the rest of your clothes - feeling powerful as she kneels before you - worshiping you.

"You're beautiful," she breathes, her fists clenched. You smile, knowing how difficult this must be for her to not touch you, take you.

"Thank you," you blush, before taking a seat on the chair opposite her, legs spread.

"Crawl." You state, and she laughs.

"Fuck sake," she hisses, before shaking her head. Before she starts to make her way to you - you close your legs.

"What was that?" you question, and her smile grows wider.

"Mmm?" She quizzes, crawling over to you as your legs are now shut.

"Did you just answer me back?" You ask, before grabbing her ponytail and lifting her head up. You were hoping that she broke eye contact with you - but she's been looking at you this entire time. Loving the eye contact - loving watching you falter, hesitate, stutter. This whole facade has been foreplay to her; seeing you all cute in your pyjamas as she's still wearing a full suit.

"No princess," she coos with a smile, her smirk driving you wild.

"Stop smirking at me!" You huff, before spreading your legs again and shoving her head in between them.

"Mmpf!" she growls, before sighing in pleasure at the taste of you on her tongue. She eagerly accepts the invitation to your cunt, her warm tongue lapping up your slit, circling and sucking on your clit, spit encompassing the side of her mouth.

Your legs squeeze shut around her, your head thrown back as you bite your hand - trying to surpress how good she's making you feel - but she's all too aware. Her large hands reach up and grab your thighs, fingers digging in as she plunges her tongue inside of you, pushing it up as she twists it in and out.

You suddenly yank her head away, breathing heavily as your cheeks are flushed. She smiles up at you, wiping her mouth as she stands. She yanks off her tie, rolling up her sleeves as she slams her hand next to your head, using the over hand to tilt up your chin - eyes locked.

"10 minutes are up, princess." she growls, stroking your cheek softly before taking out her ponytail.

"It was a cute attempt, I will admit - seeing you try and act dominant was just the cutest fucking thing i've ever seen." She laughs, and your legs tremble - your core aching for more.

"Oh, I know you want more, look at you. Sitting there, breathing heavliy - desperate. You have riled me up to the point where you know that i'll ravage you, my darling. That's exactly what you want, isn't it?" She quizzes, manic in her lustful rage.

You nod, and she strokes your cheek again.

"That's my good girl. Now, I suppose I should demonstrate why you should'nt try to take advantage of me when i'm like this, shouldn't i?" She smirks, before lifting you up in her arms and throwing you over her shoulder.