Asserting Her Place (Lewd Chapter)

As we get inside the bedroom, Ivy throws me on the bed. She takes a moment to open her inventory and scatter a few seeds around the bed. “There’s something I’d like to try with you…” She teases, looking at me with primal need.

My body trembles in anticipation. “What’s that?” I whisper.

“Restraints.” She says simply, the single word echoing with desire.

My consent pours through our mental connection. “Please…” I breathe.

Vines sprout from the seeds around the bed, wrapping around my wrists and ankles. My breathing quickens, my heart racing.

“You can’t escape now, my little prisoner. You’re my little plaything, to be used and toyed with, however I wish.” Ivy teases, slipping into a meaner dominant headspace easily.

I struggle against the vines, enjoying being unable to break free. “Now, what was that you were saying earlier?” Ivy asks, walking slowly towards me, every footfall slow, deliberate, theatrical. It has the intended effect, and with every step, my body quivers with excitement.

Suddenly, she’s on top of me, sitting on my chest. Her face is mere inches away from mine, and her hand closes around my throat. “Oh, that’s right. You called me a sub.” Ivy says, her voice low and dangerous, dripping with contempt. Her hair flows down around me, her expression malicious.

“Do I look like a sub?” She demands. Her hand opens slightly to allow me to answer.

“Yes.” I reply, a grin forming on my lips.

Ivy’s hand closes tighter, threatening me. “What was that?” She asks once more.

“You’re a sub.” I manage to gasp out.

SLAP!

The stinging blow shocks me, igniting a fire of lust in me. “I’ll make you eat those words before long.” Ivy decides. She slaps me again, harder. “Apologise.” She orders.

“I’m sorry Mommy…” I gasp, every fibre of my being filled with need for her.

“Mommy? No, for now, call me…Goddess.” Ivy says, a twisted smirk working it’s way onto her face.

“Yes Goddess!” I ****.

“Good. Maybe you can learn.” She observes, approvingly. Her bodysuit melts away from her crotch, exposing her rapidly hardening cock. “As your Goddess, I demand worship. My body is a temple. You will treat it with the proper veneration, and thank me for the opportunity to do so.” Ivy commands.

Her girldick hovers just above my face, just out of reach, moving ever so slightly. I want nothing more than to taste it. My tongue stretches out, **** for-

“Ah! I didn’t say you could worship my cock. Ask properly, and I might grant you the honour.” She tells me.

“Please Goddess, please let me worship your perfect cock!” The words tumble out of my mouth as my desire radiates from every inch of my body.

“My, you are an eagre little sub. All it takes is a few words from me, a few well placed touches, and you’re putty in my hands.” Ivy giggles teasingly.

I nod, barely able to form words, so heavy is my need. “Please Goddess…” I plead again, wide eyed.

“Mmm that’s what I like to see. You may worship me.” She says, angling her hips and lowering her thick, heavy girldick onto my face.

I kiss her shaft reverently, savouring the taste of her. Ivy’s deeply lustful moans echo through the room.

“Good girl, worship your Goddess’ cock, just like that.” Ivy moans. She grabs my hair. "Open wide like a good little bitch." She commands. I do as I'm told and she shoves her cock into my mouth and down my throat, filling me completely.

My whole world is pleasing her in that moment and I moan in delight, greedily taking her entire length.

Roughly, she thrusts in and out of my throat, each time I gag and ****, the lewd, wet sounds spurring us both on. I'm determined to please her and worship her like she deserves.

"Such a good little whore for your Goddess." Ivy remarks happily, the praise sending chills through my body.

All I can do is lay there and take it. Struggling is useless, Ivy's vines are holding my wrists and ankles too tightly for me to be able to fight back. Ivy reads my mind, knowing exactly how much I love this feeling, and giggles happily at my plight.

"Such a helpless little brat, at my mercy to do whatever I please with her." She teases, and I moan, **** on her length as she fucks my throat.

Once she's had her fill, she climbs off me, and I whimper in disappointment, **** for her to fill me up again. My disappointment fades immediately as the vines spread my legs apart.

"I'm having my way with you, whether you like it or not. And you'll be grateful that you get the chance to satisfy your Goddess." Ivy purrs.

I struggle against the vines, and Ivy giggles sweetly. "That's it my plaything, struggle for me. Remind us both just how trapped you are. There's no escape. You're alllll mine." She teases.

I mewl pathetically, unable to speak from my overpowering lust and primal need for her.

She pushes herself inside my pussy and I moan happily, shivers flooding through my body. "What do you say when your Goddess uses you?" Ivy asks sweetly, gripping onto my thighs and thrusting in and out of me.

"Thank you Goddess!" I cry, waves of pleasure coursing through me.

She grabs my tits and squeezes them together, twisting my nipples between her fingers. The sensation only fuels my arousal, and I cry out in pleasure.

"Your throat is mine. Your pussy is mine. Your tits are mine. All of you - your body, your heart, your soul - belongs to your Goddess." Ivy growls possessively, her voice taking a deep and harsh tone.

The roughness of her voice surprises me, and only makes me hornier. "Talk more like that!" I squeak, barely able to get the words out as Ivy pounds my pussy.

Her expression twists into a smirk. "You like it when your Goddess gets harsh with you? Good, I'm enjoying treating you like a slut who's only good for being used." She moans, leaning down and closing her hand around my throat.

I gasp, my head flooding with endorphins. Ivy puts her mouth right next to my ear, breathing heavily. "Your whore body is mine. You exist only to serve me. And nobody else can fuck you like I do." She growls, her tone harsh, her lustful moans like music to my ears.

"N-nobody..." I whimper, surrendering myself completely to her.

"Look at me." She demands, and I barely register her words. She slaps me, hard. "Look at me!" Ivy growls, and I open my eyes, my burning desire reflected through my gaze.

Pleasure rolls through my body like a storm, my senses entirely focused on her. My existence is serving Ivy with my body.

Her violet eyes gleam with desire and passion, her breathing hard, her chest heaving against mine. "You're mine." She grunts.

"I'm yours." I echo.

"You're mine!" She moans louder.

"I'm yours!" I cry back as she thrusts into me again and again, fucking me harder and faster with every stroke. Our breathless moans sync and become one continuous sound of desire.

We lose track of time as Ivy pours every ounce of her desire into fucking me. The wet sounds of our rough sex echo around the room, her hips slapping hard against my thighs.

Ivy's hand remains tightly closed around my throat, while her other hand plays with my nipples, possessively grasping at every inch of my body. I welcome her touch, gasping with every thrust of her perfect girlcock.

Ivy eventually gets close to the edge. "I'm getting close!"

"Inside! Inside please Goddess!" I moan.

Ivy growls in my ear, kissing me passionately and tightening her grip on my throat. I gasp softly, lightning bolts of pleasure shooting through my body. "Fuck! Yes!" Ivy groans, cumming deep inside me. I moan happily at the warm sensation.

Ivy looks at me, her gaze softening, her lust temporarily sated. Her vines loosen their grip on my wrists and ankles, and I embrace her. She kisses me gently, smiling at me lovingly.

"That was intense." I giggle, and she laughs.

"I really enjoyed it, I hope you did too. Did I push you too hard at all?" She asks.

I shake my head softly. "No, that was amazing." I reply.

She strokes my hair gently, kissing me on the forehead. "Want some water?" She asks, and I nod.

"Yes please."

"I'll be right back then. Want to go for round 2 in a bit?" She asks. I nod eagerly, and she smirks coyly at me. "Then rest up cutie pie, I'm not done ravishing you yet." She says, sashaying out of the bedroom, her hips and ass swaying hypnotisingly.

I watch her go, my eyes glued to her body. She turns back and winks at me knowingly. I lay back in the bed, stretching. My life is the best.