Asking For It 11

"What do you think about this..." Serena said curiously, holding a green top up for her friend Brooke to inspect.

Brooke looked up from the clothing rack she'd been sifting through and squinted, "mmmh..."

"What?" Serena said.

Brooke shook her head, "I just don't think you have anything that could go with that..."

Serena looked back at the top and sighed, putting it back on the rack, "yeah... yeah you're right."

Brooke smirked, "I usually..." Brooke went silent, "oh my goddess no way- Serena look-"

Serena glanced up, eyes widening as they caught on a familiar leather jacket. By sheer chance Serena's girlfriend Hella had just so happened to go to the same store as her and Brooke.

"Small world I guess..." Brooke said, shaking her head. "I'm honestly surprised she's here at all, doesn't she like- almost never shop for new stuff?"

"Yeah..." Serena muttered, a sly smile growing on her face. She didn't usually get an opportunity like this...

Brooke looked over, a growing look of concern crossing her Feline features. "Oh goddess I know that face- don't tell me you're plotting something..."

Serena smirked and put back a crop top she'd been looking at, "I'll be right back..."

Serena casually walked through the clothing racks, making sure not to draw too much attention to herself. Once she had made it to the aisle Hella was in she walked behind them and quickly snapped her hand out, patting Hella's ass before continuing on, smirking to herself.

Hella, understandably, reacted immediately. Her head shot up and whipped around wildly as she tried to figure out what the hell had just happened. It didn't take long for her eyes to lock onto Serena walking away from her.

"You little-" Hella snarled.

Serena looked back, playing dumb like she never had before, "oh- hey babe! Didn't expect to see you here."

"Don't even try..." Hella said, shaking her head, "you know damn well what you did."

Serena responded with a trademark canine head tilt, "I do?"

"What- do you think I didn't notice you fucking spank me?" Hella said, crossing her arms.

"Spank is a pretty dramatic way to describe it..." Serena muttered.

"So you admit it..." Hella responded.

Serena tilted her head again and pretended to think for a second, "hmm... I suppose I did, didn't I..."

Hella bit her lip in a gesture Serena was more than familiar with, "someone's asking for trouble..." She pulled the band t-shirt she'd been looking at off the rack and stared directly at Sirena. "Be ready when you get home," she said before walking to the front desk.

Serena walked back over to Brooke, a light fluttering in her chest.

Brooke shook her head, "what in the hell was that-?"

"Pre-heating," Serena said with a smirk.

Brooke squinted, "pre-heating...?"

"Y'know..." Serena chuckled, "doing something outrageous to get her in the mood to 'correct' my behavior."

Brooke sighed and shook her head, "you are a disturbing individual..."

Serena rolled her eyes, "Ok Brooke I get you don't understand BDSM but-"

"That's not what I'm talking about," Brooke corrected, "I just think you're very, very bold that's all. Not to mention... well let's just say I'm starting to get the whole BDSM thing..."

Serena looked over with a raised eyebrow, "oh...?"

Brooke sighed, "that girl I mentioned I had started dating a couple months ago? She convinced me to try some stuff like that recently and... I'll admit I kinda see the appeal."

"What kind of stuff?" Serena asked curiously.

"Nothing too extreme for now," Brooke responded. "Mostly just handcuffing me, spanking me, stuff like that."

Serena chuckled, "good for you."

Brooke smiled and turned to look at Serena. "So did you wanna get going soon or...?"

Serena smirked, "no... I feel like leaving her waiting."

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Serena whistled to herself softly as she closed the door to her and Hella's apartment, walking with a slight fluttering in her chest. She knew Hella would get her eventually, it was just a matter of when, and apparently Hella wasn't exactly in the mood to wait tonight.

Serena felt a hand wrap around the soft fur of her neck from behind. "Welcome home honey..." Hella growled.

Serena swallowed, "oh- hey Hella-"

Hella chuckled, "is someone nervous...?"

Serena shook her head, "a- anxious."

"Oh of course..." Hella snickered, "I forgot, you're a complete fucking pain slut. After all, that's why you slapped my ass earlier today, yeah?" Hella's grip tightened, "answer me."

"Sorry-" Serena stammered, "yes mistress..."

"You decided to do something that brazenly stupid and bratty just to get me riled up?"

"Yes mistress-" Serena responded.

"Well it worked..." Hella sneered, "you're gonna get exactly. what. you. asked. for." Hella pulled Serena's head closer against her chest, "So drop the dress and lean on the table."

Hella walked back and Serena quickly complied, pulling her dress up and over her shoulders before moving on to her panties. Setting both on the counter beside her she walked forward into their small apartment dining room and leaned forward, hands planted on the table. This was a position she was more than familiar with, and it usually meant good things for the rest of the night.

"Ready?"

Serena took a deep breath, just about to respond when she suddenly heard a loud cracking noise followed by a sharp pain on her ass. She yelped and gripped the tabletop, "y- you didn't-"

"Tough shit," Hella said unsympathetically before whipping Serena's ass again. "This is a punishment, don't forget that." Another crack landed, "bark for me hound. Everytime I whip you you bark for me or I make you turn around and start aiming... elsewhere."

Serena swallowed, "understood mis- ARF!!" Serena frantically barked as another crack landed. "ARF ARF ARF!!"

"I count four barks and three cracks, turn around."

Serena paled, "but mistress I-"

"I SAID TURN AROUND!" Hella snapped.

Serena swallowed and hesitantly turned around, leaving her front vulnerable to Hella's whip. Serena's eyes locked on Hella herself, standing in the open doorway to the dining room whip in hand.

"Now... I know what you're scared of," Hella said coldly. "You're nervous I'm going to whip your pussy no?"

Serena nodded hesitantly. Hella would never do anything Serena wasn't okay with, and they'd already agreed cuntbusting was very on the table. But pain was still pain no matter how much Serena enjoyed it, and the thought of that whip potentially landing on her clit was still a hell of a pill to swallow.

"Normally I'd just tell you to suck it up but since your mistake was you being too eager to please... I can be a little lenient."

"Thank you mistress-"

"That being said-" Hella's arm shot forward and flicked the whip repeatedly, landing hits on Serena's stomach and both breasts. "I can't be too nice."

Serena's breath hitched with each strike, her hands gripping the edge of the table. A small whimper of pleasure escaped from her mouth.

"Barks," Hella prompted.

"ARF! ARF! ARF!"

Hella sighed in annoyance, sending a strike to Serena's inner thigh.

"ARF!"

"Stay on top of things or I might get less lenient..."

"Understood mistress-"

CRACK

"ARF!"

Hella set the whip down and walked forward, standing in front of Serena with her arms crossed. She stood there, waiting for a second before speaking up. "I seriously can't get enough of seeing you like this... quivering and bare..." she said coldly.

"I can't get enough of being like this..." Serena murmured with a slight smile.

Hella smirked, "how lucky I am to have something like you... A sweet little creature who wants nothing more than to get fucking ruined by a mean little punk like me..." Hella walked forward and raised a hand to caress Serena's chin, her other moving forward to massage their vulva.

Serena moaned softly, enjoying the feeling of Hella's hand. She let her hips drop down and shift back forth to try to get as much friction as she could. It felt so good-

Out of nowhere Hella's hand shot away suddenly, coming back soon after to deliver a harsh slap directly to Serena's pussy.

Serena yelped, eyes shooting open as she looked at Hella in complete shock. "B- but-"

"I said I wouldn't whip your pussy, I said nothing about slapping."

Serena squinted, "you-"

Hella slapped Serena's pussy again, sending another shockwave of pain through Serena's core.

"Grrrrrr" Serena responded in frustration.

"Did you just fucking growl at me?" Hella seethed incredulously.

The sound died in Serena's throat, "I- I didn't-"

"Don't even bother-" Hella snarled, grabbing Serena's ear and yanking down to force them to their knees. "I knew I was too fucking nice-" she said before slapping Serena across the cheek. "I gave you an inch of leeway and you took a damn mile. Guess it's time to remind you what your fucking place is..."

Serena swallowed, barely managing to maintain her terrified facade. When Hella started talking like that it meant Serena was about to have a very good time.

"Hands and knees, I want you on all fours like the stupid fucking dog you are."

"Yes mistress," Serena said quietly, slipping down onto all fours.

Hella walked down the hallway to their bedroom, leaving Serena waiting for about a minute before returning with a large dildo in hand. Serena tried not to drool, she was a size queen if ever there was one, and Hella loved to indulge her desire to have her holes stretched out to the max.

"Everytime you make so much as a peep it's another slap understood?"

"Yes mistress..."

Hella grabbed Serena's tail and pulled it up to expose their asshole, the tip of the dildo pressing against it soon after. Her breath caught as Hella pressed the dildo forward, refusing to let Serena hinder its progress for a second. Everytime Serena's body tried to push back Hella just pushed in harder.

Serena loved it when Hella was rough like this, making Serena as uncomfortable as physically possible, down to things like using the bare minimum amount of lube possible.

"Such a good slut..." Hella teased, "tell me, how wet are you right now...?" Hella waited for a second, "oh yes- my mistake. Suppose I'll just have to see for myself..."

Hella's hand slowly dragged down Serena's slit. Serena bit down hard on her lower lip, trying desperately not to make a peep. She almost made it, but just when it seemed Hella was done they suddenly thrust their hand forward, shoving three fingers inside of Serena's cunt.

Serena let out a slight squeak, a look of horror dawning on her face soon after.

"Well that's a shame..." Hella sighed. Serena barely had a second to brace herself before a slap hit her vulva. At this point, she didn't have a prayer of staying quiet, a shocked gasp escaped her lips and just like that her fate was sealed. Hella slapped her pussy again, leading to another sound, and another slap, and so on and so forth until Serena was a whimpering mess, getting endlessly slapped as her brain melted from the sheer submissive pleasure. Her arms trembled as she desperately tried to hold herself up, something made even harder by the familiar tightness starting to build in her core.

"M- mistress..." Serena whimpered, "I- I'm-"

"That's right slut-" Hella seethed as she kept slapping Serena's pussy, "cum from getting your worthless cunt abused. Give in."

Hella slapped Serena's cunt one more time and Serena came, hard. Her legs clenching as the pleasure coursed through her body. She let out a comically slutty moan and dug her claws into her palms, knowing that Hella would not like it if Serena let herself fall.

Once Serena had finally come down from her high, Hella walked around and sat on the floor in front of Serena's face, staring at Serena's weary, tearful expression. Eventually she reached forward and started gently stroking Serena's cheek, "alright... you've learned your lesson."

Serena sighed in intense relief and flopped onto the floor, scooting over to let her head rest in Hella's lap.

Hella sat there gently stroking Serena's cheek for a second before speaking up, "Y'know..." Hella muttered, "if you want me to ruin you you can just ask. You don't need to grope me in public..."

Serena shook her head, "no... it's not the same unless you actually have something to be mad about... Or well... 'mad' but still."

Hella shook her head, "how the hell did you of all people turn out to be such a damn freak..."

Serena shrugged, "don't know, don't care. All that matters is I'm getting what I want."

Hella stood up, gently pushing Serena's head off her lap with a small chuckle, "I'm gonna get started on dinner, you get dressed."

"Yes mistress..." Serena chuckled, stumbling to her feet and redressing herself. As Hella got started on dinner Serena picked up her phone and absentmindedly clicked on a text notification from Brooke.

Tell me how it went afterwards

Serena smirked, texting back a melting smiling dog face emoji in response.

So it was worth it?

Are you kidding me? I'm considering doing it again-

Girl- she might actually kill you this time. Don't.

We've all gotta go sometime no...?

SERENA

I'M KIDDING BROOKE

Are you though-?

Serena looked back at Hella absentmindedly whistling as they started prepping stuff on the stove before looking back at her phone, no comment.