(Disney) Spoiled Rotten
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salmon_pinkTitle: Spoiled Rotten
Fandom: Disney (Mary Poppins/The Princess And The Frog)
Pairing: Mary/Charlotte
Rating: NC-17
Words: 424
Notes: BDSM. Spanking. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
100_women, prompt "nurture".
“You’re not the first girl I’ve had to take in hand,” Mary says, and her voice is haughty but her eyes are oh-so knowing.
Charlotte gives a little whimper, fidgeting on the spot, feeling herself grow wet with eagerness.
“Spoilt little girls, who haven’t heard the word ‘no’ enough in their lives,” Mary continues, perched primly on the edge of the bed. Of course, they both know Charlotte is a full grown woman, but that’s part of the fun. The words and the tone of Mary’s voice make her squirm and ache, and Charlotte’s quite certain Mary is enjoying the effect she’s having. “Now, lay across my lap so I may teach you some manners.”
“Yes, Ms. Poppins,” Charlotte replies immediately, probably a little too fast for the game they’re playing, but she can’t help how much she wants this. Doing as she’s told, lying across Mary’s lap, facedown with her hips pressed against Mary’s thighs.
She lets out a squeal when Mary roughly shoves her dress up around her waist, face burning as her underwear is tugged down to her knees. Bare ass on display, and she’s already writhing, trying to rub herself down against Mary’s lap.
“Be still,” Mary orders, and Charlotte bites her lips and struggles to comply.
She hears the rustle of fabric as Mary raises her arm, and then the first slap lands across her ass, and Charlotte croons for it, sharp ringing pain that seems to vibrate all the way down to her core. Mary spanks her hard and fast, and Charlotte shakes her way through every slap, her skin tingling and cunt pulsing, clawing at the bed and crying out, bucking into the smack of Mary’s hand.
When the barrage finally stops, Charlotte is quivering and clenching and soaked, thighs rubbing together maddeningly.
“Good girl,” Mary murmurs, and Charlotte whines for the rough edge to that beautiful accent. “Now spread your legs for me.”
Charlotte practically sobs, spreading her legs as much as the underwear around her knees will allow. And then Mary’s hand is rubbing between her thighs, soothing over her folds, so gentle compared to the fierceness of before. Opening her around three deft fingers, and Charlotte moans as they thrust within her, slick slide of sensation.
“You’ve earned your reward,” Mary assures her, and Charlotte sighs and presses back into the fuck of Mary’s fingers. Not quite sure what she ever could have done to earn something so amazing as Mary’s particular brand of teaching and nurturing, but loving the game all the same.
Fandom: Disney (Mary Poppins/The Princess And The Frog)
Pairing: Mary/Charlotte
Rating: NC-17
Words: 424
Notes: BDSM. Spanking. For
100_women, prompt "nurture".“You’re not the first girl I’ve had to take in hand,” Mary says, and her voice is haughty but her eyes are oh-so knowing.
Charlotte gives a little whimper, fidgeting on the spot, feeling herself grow wet with eagerness.
“Spoilt little girls, who haven’t heard the word ‘no’ enough in their lives,” Mary continues, perched primly on the edge of the bed. Of course, they both know Charlotte is a full grown woman, but that’s part of the fun. The words and the tone of Mary’s voice make her squirm and ache, and Charlotte’s quite certain Mary is enjoying the effect she’s having. “Now, lay across my lap so I may teach you some manners.”
“Yes, Ms. Poppins,” Charlotte replies immediately, probably a little too fast for the game they’re playing, but she can’t help how much she wants this. Doing as she’s told, lying across Mary’s lap, facedown with her hips pressed against Mary’s thighs.
She lets out a squeal when Mary roughly shoves her dress up around her waist, face burning as her underwear is tugged down to her knees. Bare ass on display, and she’s already writhing, trying to rub herself down against Mary’s lap.
“Be still,” Mary orders, and Charlotte bites her lips and struggles to comply.
She hears the rustle of fabric as Mary raises her arm, and then the first slap lands across her ass, and Charlotte croons for it, sharp ringing pain that seems to vibrate all the way down to her core. Mary spanks her hard and fast, and Charlotte shakes her way through every slap, her skin tingling and cunt pulsing, clawing at the bed and crying out, bucking into the smack of Mary’s hand.
When the barrage finally stops, Charlotte is quivering and clenching and soaked, thighs rubbing together maddeningly.
“Good girl,” Mary murmurs, and Charlotte whines for the rough edge to that beautiful accent. “Now spread your legs for me.”
Charlotte practically sobs, spreading her legs as much as the underwear around her knees will allow. And then Mary’s hand is rubbing between her thighs, soothing over her folds, so gentle compared to the fierceness of before. Opening her around three deft fingers, and Charlotte moans as they thrust within her, slick slide of sensation.
“You’ve earned your reward,” Mary assures her, and Charlotte sighs and presses back into the fuck of Mary’s fingers. Not quite sure what she ever could have done to earn something so amazing as Mary’s particular brand of teaching and nurturing, but loving the game all the same.
