When Your Crazy Ex Girlfriend Says “she Wants To See You Again.” Careful!

Request ✅ - @cuzimacomedian

Rhea Ripley x reader

Genre - Smut

Warnings: Mommy kink, cursing, Choking, overstimulation, bdsm, nipple play, oral (receiving and giving), gagging, spitting

It's well known to never tease Rhea Ripley. Despite her having a sweet personality outside of WWE, she is still Rhea Ripley. She is a nightmare both inside and outside of character.

So teasing her isn't the best thing to do. Mostly for fun and entertainment.

You should've known this. But you chose to push her buttons from the moment you two woke up in the morning, to when you went to the gym, and all the way back home. Hell you even disrupted movie night with your constant teasing. The more you did it, the more irritated she got.

You where pushing her over the edge.

And well, you now find yourself slipping off the edge as a ball gag sits between your teeth, tears flowing down your cheeks, writs and ankles restrained against the cotton bed frame. Your thighs where streaked Ted with whip marks, the leather striking down on your (F/C) panties, causing a pleasured cry to muffle through the gag.

Your back arched, darkness flowing your vision unable to see through the black silk blindfold. You couldn't see Demi, as she stood above you, dominance flowing from every inch of her skin. She was still fully clothed in her leggings and black hoodie, hair slicked back with sweat and glasses sitting on the top of her head. Ocean blue eyes where staring at you as if you where a meal given to her at a high end restaurant.

Dropping the whip she placed her knee on the bed pushing herself up and crawling over top of you, grasping her thigh lifting it slightly. Her large hands skimmed down your thighs undoing the right ankle restraint allow your foot to flow free and hit the silk purple sheets sitting below the both of you. She lifted your thigh examine the wet patch of fabric sitting between your legs.

You begged her to touch you, but it came out muffled. The more you spoke the more saliva spilled down your chin mixing with your pleasured tears. The sight made Demi groan in pleasure, hands tearing your panties to shreds causing whines to escape your throat.

Cold hair struck your most sensitive area, hips lifting begging a to be touched as slick escaped from your core, lubricating her fingers. She poked at your clit, slowly lowering herself and lifting your thighs so they rested over her shoulders, tongue sneaking out and licking up along your core. A muffled moan escaped you, head turning to the side as you felt her tongue and lip take you in.

Pleasure filled your whole body, her tongue entering and escaping your gaping hole, pink lips wrapping around your clit torturing it, sucked on it like a vaccume.

Your back arched, a tightness filling your stomach, and just as it was about to let go, she stopped. Demi moved away causing high pitched whines to leave your gagged lips. Cries escaping you, hips arching begging for her to continue her actions.

But she didn't.

Instead the gag was forced away from your lips, saliva connecting your lips to it. She tossed it aside grabbing onto your (H/L) (H/C) forcing your head to sit straight. You could feel her movements, knees hitting against your shoulders. She was bare now, when she disclosed, you have no idea, but the moment her pussy touched your lips you got to work on her.

Your tongue moved along her core head lifting to taste every inch of her. Her moans kept you going, lips sucking and pulling at her clit begging for her to come in your mouth. She moaned grabbing at your hair gripping it, hips grinding into your face, using you as her personal fuck toy.

She came to a stop, moaning, head falling back as her cum leaked into your open mouth. You swallowed whining as she slid back, hand pressing into your cheeks forcing your mouth to open.

"stick your tongue out." she ordered. You obeyed tongue falling out moaning when you felt her spit leak onto it. "Swallow it." she growled. You once more obeyed, swallowing the spit moaning in pleasure. She slapped your cheek causing a whine to escape your throat. "P-please mommy... P-please f-fuck me.." you cried.

"You want mommy to fuck you? Do you deserve it??" she whispered. "I-im sorry!! I was a b-bad g-girl! P-please m-mommy I've l-learned my l-lesson.." you cried out. You could hear her chuckle then stand up go retrieve something. The sound of a drawer opening made you whine, and soon she was back on the bed. The sounds of something clicking into place could be heard throughout the room.

What you she picked was unknown to you. But you didn't care what she chose, you just wanted her to do something.

The blindfold was pulled from your (E/C) and tossed aside with the ball gag. Meeting her ocean blue eyes with begging eyes made her smirk. The feeling of the strap pushing into your tight hole caused a moan to escape your. Hands twerking and grasping onto the ropes holding you hostage to the bed. Back arching up in pleasure.

You let out a pleasured scream once she slammed into you, a groan escaping the wrestler as the vibration pushed into her own pussy. Curses escaped you as she began thrusting in and out of you, her right hand wrapping around your throat gripping it tightly, but not too tight to leave a bruise or any sign of pain.

She only wanted you to feel pleasure, never pain.

She leaned down kissing you roughly, hips slamming into your own. The sounds of moans and skin on skin was the only thing that could be heard throughout the apartment. The strap wasn't necessarily large, but it was cock with wedges on it, causing the number to graze along your pussy walls and your clit each time she thrusted in.

Demi knew your every weak spot, and knew where to strike to get you to cum. But she didn't want you to come, no she edged you over and over, until finally her hips didn't stop moving as your stomach tightened, and finally burst. Your hips back back lifted, moans escaping your lips. Your knees dug into her waist, holding her in place as they shook in pleasure.

As you came down, sweat covered your body as you lay in exhaustion. She undid the restrains around your wrists, slowly pulling out causing a whine to escape. Demi undid the strap and set it aside to be cleaned later on. She walked into the bathroom, the sound of the bath water turning on could be heard. Then the scent of roses and lavender filled the air causing a light hum to escape your lips.

Demi walked back into the bedroom lifting you up bridal style carefully taking you into the bathroom. She set you down on the edge of the tub, getting on her knees and very gently cleaning you cunt and thighs. After this she stood up and coaxed you into the bathtub, the steaming water causing your muscles to relax, head falling back against the wall, which soon turned to Demi's shoulder.

Demi whispered soft praises to you, as you relaxed against her shoulder. Her arms wrapped tightly around your waist holding you between her legs, soft lips pushing into your cheeks, shoulders, neck, and forehead. Her and the scent of calming salts sent you into paradise, a smile appearing on your face.

Despite your teasing and her punishments, she still takes care of you. Aftercare is a necessity in this relationship, especially after angry sex or punishments.

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Wait what?? Now you're begging just to have an erection LOL. When are you going to learn LOL. Ok let's go over this again.

Who gets big manly orgasms? Real Men Miss

Very good and do sissies get big manly orgasms? No Miss

Very good, what do sissies get? little dribbles

In their? chastity cage Miss

So, who gets to have big erections? Real Men Miss

Now we know for a fact that you don't big erections, and why is that? Because I'm a Sissy Miss

That's right, and you only get little dribbles 4 times a year. There's no reason for that little embarrassment to have an erection.

I'm very disappointed in you, you were doing so good, now you've wasted part of my day and are behind on your chores. I take it since you're bothering me with this that you still swell in your cage.

Yes Miss

As I feared, well the smaller and spiked device I'm ordering you should help stop that and for asking we'll be decreasing to 2 dribbles a year. You're obviously focusing too much on your own desires..what is Sissy Rule #1?

A sissy gains pleasure in serving.

Glad that is settled. Let's get back to those chores and make sure your stockings are straight.

“…audacious, disorderly, insolent…” The bodyguard paces in the princess’s bedroom, complaining about the maid’s conduct. “…Undisciplined?” She lounges in her chair. Her catlike grin widens. “This servant girl has really got under your skin, hasn’t she?” The man starts to deny it. He’s not in the business of admitting weakness.

“If I didn’t know any better…” The princess stands and approaches the towering man. “…I would say you have a crush on her.” Her finger teases his jawline. “I’m only frustrated, princess, because she’s been trying to bait me for a long time. Even more often now, ever since…” He trails off, caught in her rhetorical trap. “…ever since you sodomized her?” She stares into his soul - a bemused glint in her eye.

The bodyguard stumbles over his words for the first time in years. “Yes, I – since that – I mean, my point is, uh…” The princess seizes her advantage. “And what did you do with her, after she – how did you put it – ‘baited’ you?” He regains some composure. “I locked her in a cage in the dungeon.” She goes in for the kill. “Ah, yes, can’t have your precious maid running away now, can we?”

He swallows, at loss for words. “I’ll deal with her. For now, leave her in the cage. Make sure she’s warm and has food and water.” The princess continues. “Oh, and send for my craftsman. You’re dismissed.” The man nods solemnly and leaves. He brings the young girl her amenities. Standing over the cage, he watches her wrap herself in the blanket and eat from the bowl.

The next day, the princess summons the two of them. The maid is wobbly as he removes her from her prison. Worried that she’ll fall, he lifts her up in his arms and carries the girl to the bedroom. They arrive to find their liege waiting for them. An unremarkable box sits on the table. Confused and terrified, the young maid stands before the confident princess.

“My guard tells me you’ve been acting out recently.” She circles around the silent girl like a shark. “I can’t have you distracting him. It’s not good for anyone.” The maid hangs her head in shame. “But you’ve been persistent – and I think I know what the source of your trouble is.” The man watches, curious as to where the one-sided conversation will lead. “I think it’s this.”

The princess lifts up the girl’s skirt with a flourish. “Your needy pussy is getting you into trouble.” The maid winces and cowers. “So I’m going to help you, servant.” A few long strides and the princess arrives at the mysterious box. Reaching inside, she savours the dramatic pause. Her hands lift out of the box.

A handcrafted chastity belt. The maid and the bodyguard gawk at the odd contraption. Almost skipping, the princess returns to the trembling maid. Sliding the curved metal between her legs, the belt is closed with a click. The princess dangles a key in front of the girl. “There, now you don’t need to worry about trying to fuck my bodyguard. Isn’t that an elegant solution?”

Hanging her head, the maid doesn’t know how to react. Even the man is shocked by her method. “Now then…” The princess chimes, hanging the key around her neck. “We can all get back to business.” She takes the bodyguard by the hand and leads him to the bed. “You’re going to take care of me - and you can perform your cleaning duties.”

The maid is dizzy, unable to process everything that has happened. She stares down at the metal secured around her pussy. Am I dreaming? The girl looks up at the couple on the bed. The married princess kisses the old bodyguard. Oh, I am dreaming. Their tongues interlace just like she always imagined. She kneels down next to the bed, waiting to wake up.

Straddling the powerful man, the monarch grinds against his crotch. “Princess, we have a witness.” She doesn’t stop. “That dummy won’t tell anyone.” The maid touches the chastity belt - the metal feels cold. Oh… The princess starts to strip. Is this actually… She pinches her nipple - and feels the pain. Her brain bubbles as the beautiful noblewoman eases his thick cock inside her pussy.

His eyes unfocused, the bodyguard holds her waist as she slips down his shaft. The princess reaches the base of his cock and sits in his lap for a moment. “Feels so good.” Staring directly into the eyes of the shocked maid, her hips start to grind. “Do you have any idea how good it feels, servant?” The caged girl shakes her head. “No? You don’t know how amazing it is to have a big, strong man fuck your tight little pussy?” Another shake.

She leans back and kisses her bodyguard. Bouncing on his dick now, the maid’s head bobs up and down with each movement. “I like that. I think it’s cute. Let’s keep things that way.” Pulling the key out of her clevage, the noble flashes it at her. “My favourite part of being a princess is...” Drool runs from the maid’s tongue, cum drools from the holes in her chastity belt. “…I can do whatever I want.”

“If I want to have rough breeding sex with my bodyguard, I can do that. If I want to be praised like an angel, I can have that. If I want to be treated like a filthy whore, I can be that.” The man and the maid lock eyes. A distant longing is held between them. “Don’t look at him, you fucking whore! Look at me!” The princess rubs her clit with a single finger, pointing. “Look right here, so you know what’s mine.”

The maid obeys. She reaches for her pussy, finding only metal. Her master’s slick pussy devours his cock. “His cock is mine, not yours. Your pussy is mine, not yours. I want to fuck him. I want you to stay a needy virgin. Do you understand?” Giddy, the maid nods her head. The guard is close. He groans and tries to calm the power-mad woman. “Princess…” She ignores him. Grabbing the maid by the hair, she pulls her in close.

He can’t hold back anymore. A harsh yell from the stoic man joins his orgasm. The maid watches his cum flood out of the princess’s pussy and run down his cock. The sensation of him cumming inside sparks her own orgasm. Every detail is seared into the servant girl’s memory. As the woman pulls on her hair, the maid’s hips fruitlessly hump at nothing.

The princess collapses onto the bed next to the man. Her hand strokes his chest. “Kiss me.” The bodyguard obeys. Holding the precious woman in his arms, his lips touch hers. Their observer watches his rippling arms stroke her soft body. “Clean me.” On all fours, the maid crawls between her thighs. Her silent tongue touches the princess’s pussy, and she licks the bodyguard’s cum from her hole.