Back On My Bullshit Of Putting My Beloved Lady D In Stupid Shirts. Happy Belated International Womens

Heheheh it’s been foreverrrr but can we get some of the favorite dimi pictures again? Maybe Alcina?^^🤍

Hell yeah!! As usual, I’m very curious about y’all’s favorites! Here’s some of mine🙌

(Masterlists)

""I'm shaking, my lady"""

#old drawing

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I love being alcina in rp serverrrsss 😔🙌 fun fun

But wouldn't this be an alcina thing though? I'm being real honest rn 😗

Basically and literally Alcina if she knew how to operate technology and was in a gc with her daughters and lords and Miranda

would i still approach her even when she has her claws unsheathed?

yes.. i would…

...man i really liked the cassandra pegging one, not nearly enough of girls being caged and pegged rough out there, if you ever really feel like it seeing that explored more would make my (w)hole week

Welp, after seeing @zeleneagle ‘s art of buff Cassandra (find it here) I figured I just needed to write some smut bout it!🙇‍♀️🙌

I love that wordplay there, hon XD

Let’s get into it!

Masterlists

You squirm a little in your chair, your eyes trailing over Cassandra’s exposed back. From this angle you perfectly see as the light dances around her muscles, smooth and hard along her scarred back and arms, even some visible at her sides from this angle, leading up to her muscular, hard stomach.

You watch her clean the many daggers set out on the table in front of her, sharpening them and swinging them at the air to test them right away.

As she does so, you can only watch in awe, your mouth watering and shivers running up your spine at her demonstration.

If it wasn’t for the annoying cock cage between your legs, you’d be rock hard by now, perhaps even bold enough to try and reach down and wrap your hand around yourself in desperate attempt to get off. Something she undoubtedly would punish you for, and likely notice within moments.

As if sensing your filthy thoughts, she turns to you, and you feel taken aback by her beauty.

Golden eyes pierce you as they flicker across your body, from your head and hair to the collar and chain leash sitting snuggly at your throat, to your tight shirt and the pants concealing your bulged underwear and caged cock.

Your mouth waters at the sight of her and your hands twitch with the desire to touch either her or yourself.

Your breath hitches as she steps to you, leaning down to your level. Her eyes are so beautiful, so dark and bright at the same time. You gasp when one of her hands drops between your legs, caressing the bulge in your pants. And yet when you attempt to look down automatically, her hand shoots out and grips your chin tightly.

You’re made to keep looking at her, your lips parting when she rubs her hand between your thighs. Eagerly, or perhaps simply desperately, you spread your legs wider for her, and feel your cheeks burn up as she laughs at this.

She leans in, whispering lowly in your ear;

“I had no idea I had such a slut at my hands”

You gasp as her hand rubs against your pants, right onto your balls.

“Then again, I should hardly be surprised”, she adds, a filthy smirk playing on her dark painted lips.

You try desperate to keep looking at her, yet you can barely resist looking down at her exposed chest. So strong, so muscular…her chest, large, perfectly sized.

Your head spins at the memory of her, her golden eyes piercing you as she rubs her breasts along you, teasing, bringing moans and moans from you.

Your entire body aches, then, she rises, taking you with her.

“A-Ah!”, you yelp in surprise as she tugs you up using your leash, bringing you to your feet. This close to her, it’s yet again obvious that she’s much taller, much stronger…

You gulp, looking up at her as she holds your leash tight.

“Off, pet”, a single command, spoken as she tugs on your pants. Immediately, you scramble to follow it, undoing your belt and quickly shimmying out of your pants and underwear.

You whimper yet again as your balls are groped, her fingers hard and strong, teasing you just right. You feel her hands moving up your body again, gasp when her sharp, claw-like nails sink into your shirt and rip out suddenly.

The fabric is shredded from your body, leaving you entirely exposed. Despite her chest being exposed too, it becomes immediately clear who is in charge here.

You shiver as she bends down lightly, brushing her lips against the space between your jaw and neck, just above your collar. You whimper helplessly for her, crane your neck and expose more of your flesh for her.

A pleased hum comes from her, and you feel her smirk against your skin, sharp teeth dragging against you. You whine and moan, groan helplessly when they dig in onto a moment later.

You clutch her hips as pain and pleasure greets you, certainly a familiar combination as it comes to Cassandra.

Blood runs down your neck, staining the black collar and dripping onto the silver chain of your leash.

You gasp, then, when you feel her fingers at your cock cage. Is she- please, please! You start breathing a little heavier, your eyes opening wide in anticipation.

“Ple-ease”, you rasp out, hopeful to see your cock released again. With Cassandra, the cage is only ever removed when she grants it. Often, you go all day, multiple days, only ever allowed to take it off when she takes you or plays with you. And often your cock is caged right after again, the sadist moaning and licking the salty tears that run down your cheeks as you cry out your desperations.

You’re shaking in her gasp, trembling in anticipation as the thing comes off and your cock is finally allowed freedom again. Immediately, her hand is on it, and your hips buck wildly as you attempt to get used to the intense pleasure of her warm palm stroking and squeezing you roughly.

Your legs tremble, knees buckle a little. You fall, held onto on her arms as she jerks her hand around your cock. White hot pleasure runs through your body, your vision blurry as shivers run down your spine. She’s so good to you, so, so good, and you feel so very sensitive each time the cage is removed again.

You whimper and moan, feeling so close already.

“Ye-es! Yes, please!”, you plead, whimper, cry out.

“Ca-Cass! More…!”, you beg, your moans and heavy breaths filling the armory with their depraved sounds. She laughs only, her dark eyes flashing. She loves to see you like this, so helpless, so eager, so utterly at her mercy. She knows what you want, what you have been thinking about.

You’re so close, feel yourself approach the edge as she jerks you off fast and rough, teasing your tip and squeezing each time at the top, dragging her hand down even as precum drips from your tip and runs down your hard cock already.

So close, so close…

You’re sure it takes only a few more seconds…!

Then, you cry out when her hand moves away again, leaving your cock drooling and twitching, aching painfully.

“Please!”, you cry out, heavy tears rolling down your cheeks already. She loves this, to keep you so sensitive, so utterly needy you’ll cry sweet tears for her when you don’t get what you want. She rarely gives in, but you know your tears and aching cock have your sadistic girlfriend’s pussy throb.

Your leash is tugged and you’re pulled back up your feet, your body still quivering beneath her touch.

Next, her lips are on yours, her tongue shamelessly shoving into your mouth and effortlessly dominating yours.

You moan, gasp, whine as more precum drips from you and onto the ground.

“Clean me, pet”, she whispers against your lips, her teeth sinking into your bottom lip as she pulls away and offers her wet hand to you.

Almost in worshipping fashion, you gently grip her strong wrist, moaning hotly when you lick across her palm. Like the rest of her, her palm and fingers are strong and scarred. You feel her veins underneath your tongue, suck and allow your tongue and teeth to drag against them lightly.

You taste yourself on her, the reminder of your near orgasm having your cock twitch and your balls ache again. When you open your eyes, you find hers are set on you, a confident, lazy smile on her dark painted lips.

Then, you allow your eyes to trail down subtly, down her neck to her choker necklace, her strong collarbone, her round breasts and hard nipples, to her muscular stomach and all the way to where her black jeans sit.

Your eyes trail along the chain hanging from them, the bulge in them. Your mouth waters around your fingers, wondering which strap she’s chosen today. The one matching her grayish skin tone? Large and long, a thick base and tip? Or the black one, even larger, with a rigged shaft and a thick tip and base? Or another one entirely?

She presses down on your tongue, demanding your attention again, and you obey instantly. While you’ve learned to love the pain she so dearly inflicts on you, you know it’s not wise to misbehave in the armory, surrounded by daggers and knives, swords and maces and what not for her to use on you.

“Are we going to be good today, morsel?”, she hums, her eyes boring into your flesh, almost.

Gulping, you nod. “Yes, my Lady”

Next, you only see a blur of your vision. You gasp when you’re promptly bent over the chair, your cock’s tip lightly pressing against the chair. You whine and whimper, feeling the leash tugged again.

Your back is arched slightly, just ideal for her and what she has planned for you. Your head spins as you feel her caress your ass, her sharp fingernails dragging into your skin and scratching you up.

As usual, the power dynamic between the two of you is obvious.

Cassandra, tall and powerful, pinning you against the chair. And you, leashed and collared, your cock dripping at the mere touch of your lover.

You hear her unzip her jeans, jump when you feel her strap slap against your ass cheeks.

Then, her hand is back on your cock in an instant, rubbing and stroking, turning as she jerks you off expectedly.

“Aah! Ye-ees!”, you groan, eyes closing, lips parting. You’re somewhat aware of what she’s doing, feel her press up against you and stroke her strap against your cock as she practically milks you to use your precum and cum as lube.

Pushing up against your balls and base, you feel, this is the black strap with the strange texture that never fails to make you see stars and pant helplessly for her.

Always, Cassandra utterly ruins you, often leaves you gaping and gasping, squirming for days as you attempt to get used to the stretched out feeling of your ass and the soreness of your freshly caged cock.

You’re shivering and whimpering, your back arched, your ass pushed against her front as she works you closer and closer to an orgasm with one hand and holds your leash to her chest with the other.

You’re feeling yourself get closer yet again, your balls aching, your face scrunching up when you’re so, so close. You drip down on her strap, groan when it’s rubbed against you to smear the wetness along you, too. She knows your body well, plays you like a violin, and she knows it.

Pleasure runs through your body when you get right to the edge, and you shiver and moan pleasantly when you feel her thick lips against your ear, her breath tickling it as she whispers;

“Cum”

A command, but also; permission.

Your body shakes and shivers as you obey, your cock trembling, cum shooting into her hand before it’s smeared right onto her large cock.

Larger, and thicker than yours of course, as it is with Cassandra. While not at all being condescending, she is superior to you in most things, and likes to remind you of this when she makes you look up at her, tugs and lifts you easily, and yes, even with her larger straps, enough to make you mewl pathetically for her.

Not giving you even a moment to recover, she first pushes her wet finger into you and pulls you close with your leash, tugging her finger to make space when she lines herself up with you.

Immediately, you feel overly sensitive again, holding onto the chair tightly when, at last, she pushes herself into you.

“AAH! Ngnnn, Ca-Cass’!”, you groan, gasping for breath when the leash is tugged again and your ass is completely flush against her.

She’s in so far, so deep, filling you completely…

With one hand gripping the leash and the other massaging your pulsing and drooling cock, she begins thrusting, hard and fast, giving you no opportunity to get used to her pace.

The armory is filled with moans and gasps, loud whines coming from your lips at the overwhelmingly good pleasure she grants you. You feel so sensitive, far too needy, but can’t bring yourself to be humiliated by this, not when she makes you feel so good.

Her strap massages your inner walls with every thrust, rubbing up against the wet heat while her hand works on your hardening cock.

Damn her, she has always been painfully good at controlling your body…!

“Fu-uuck!”, you groan, eyes squeezing shut again, your tongue poking out of your mouth. You only feel her, feel her so deep in her, feel her body curled into yours as her hips thrust powerfully.

“That’s it, pet!”, she cheers, laughing at your display of the pleasure she grants you.

You’re already twitching in her hand again, your hole squeezing her strap eagerly and drooling onto the floor between you each time she pulls out even a little bit.

You’re so close, so, so, so close to cumming already. You groan, find yourself craving the orgasm and becoming more and more desperate for it.

“Please..aa-ahh, please!”, you gasp, louder and louder the closer you get.

You’re so hard, so close…!

Of course, she knows.

Again, you feel her teeth dig into you, crying out and moaning loudly as she drinks. She does always insist, your blood tastes even sweeter when on the edge of an orgasm, feeling nothing but the pleasure she grants you.

You beg again, plead shamelessly for the orgasm you know only she can grant you.

Thankfully, it seems she’s in a good mood today.

Another series of powerful thrusts into you, and you’re pushed over the edge. You scream as you finally reach your orgasm, cumming against your chest and the chair, twitching and moaning helplessly as she bottoms out in you, thrusting and groaning, biting into your soft flesh.

You’re panting and smiling once you calm down, slumping onto the chair, your hole still throbbing around her and squeezing her strap.

Just when you think she’s in a kind mood today, you feel her hands back at your cock and cry out at the feeling of the cage against you.

“Please!”, you whimper, plead.

She only chuckles darkly in return, pressing a kiss to the bite mark now placed on you.

“Be good, and we will get to do this again~”

Hi! I discovered your page recently and have been in LOVEEE with it ever since. It says your inbox is open, but getting full so i hope requesting something right now is okay! I was just wondering if you could do a dimitrescu sisters × teen sister reader? the reader is human and I think it would be cool to see how the sisters react and treat her (I think they would be really gentle because they're scared of scaring/hurting her) ty so much! <3 (I love your prompts)

Awhhh, this is such a cute, wholesome prompt! And funnily enough, I don’t think I’ve ever written HCs about a teen sister!🙌 I’m happy to hear ya like my prompts, hon :)

Let’s get into it🙌🥳

Masterlists

Bela

Bela is, by now, utterly used to her role as the eldest sister

And while she does consider and call Cassandra and Daniela her “little sisters”, they’re really not all that different as it comes to their ages

A difference of mere hours, really, biologically speaking

When she was a newborn fly spawn, they were newborn fly spawns

When she was a toddler, they were toddlers

When she was a teen, they were teens

When she turned into a (-responsible) adult, they did. Biologically speaking, of course. She’s certain especially Daniela hasn’t made it all the way there, at times

But, all in all, she’s very similar to her sisters as it comes to age, despite being the eldest and their older sister

And then, there’s you…

A new sibling, a new sister

A little sister

But…a real, far younger sister

A teen

A teen, whereas she has lived for centuries

Bela has been fond of you from the start. Sure, she wasn’t originally happy about getting another sister, but the moment she laid eyes on you and got to know you, she started to love you just as she loves and treasures and protects her sisters

At first, it’s very difficult for her to act as a sister, truthfully, rather than a mother

You’re just so…young, compared to her! It’s difficult for her not to get overly maternal, as she sometimes still tends to get with your older sisters

Bela tries to understand you, and your interests

That doesn’t mean she’s good at it, though. She doesn’t care much for things she deems a waste of time, and is hardly a troublemaker. This alone has her stray from anything that could be considered rebellious

She also has difficulty not telling on you to your mother when you do something, or to take matters into her own hands and scolds you

Technically, you know she’s supposed to do this, being the eldest and all

Still, it’s sometimes a little difficult for the two of you to connect

Especially with how unreachable Bela seems at times; so intelligent, such good manners. Loved or respected by nearly everyone despite her nature, purely because of how she presents herself

Mother’s heiress…

She seems so impossibly strong, in her own way. Of course, you partly look up to her. But it’s difficult to see yourself on the same level as her

Sometimes, you’re sure because of all this she must be Mother’s favorite, and it occasionally nabs at you, how you have no chance of getting to where she is

But, she loves you dearly, and you love her

She will always comfort and guide you, even help you grow

She’s your protector, in a way, helping you always

Especially when feelings get the better of you. She reassures you often; it’s okay to feel this and that, and that it’s perfectly normal to feel certain things at your age

She also puts you in your place when you’re in the wrong, though, gently telling you and ensuring you know: she still loves you after

And, actually, you find Bela gives amazing hugs, and while she isn’t the sister to hug without asking what’s wrong, you find comfort in that, too

Out of all of your sisters Bela is best at controlling her strenght

Which, sometimes, is a little unfortunate because she’s also the sister that refuses to wrestle with you for fun. Apparently, she doesn’t “see the point” in that

At least she feels utterly comfortable hugging you, knowing that she won’t hurt you

She would never hurt you

Cassandra

The first time she heard of having a sister, she was thrilled!

And when she met you the first time, the two of you got along instantly

Cassandra feels much less unreachable than her older sister

Much more- approachable

She’s sadistic, has a short temper- much like your mother, at times- and rough

But you love her, and she loves and treasures you

She’s the first to take you out on a hunt to the forest, is the one to teach you to fight and keep yourself safe

While she has a little more difficulty controlling her strength at times and therefore occasionally keeps her distance, she has never hurt you

Cassandra is, in her own way, a role model to you

She’s fierce and powerful

She easily takes down her prey and entertains you with her stories of her hunts and previous victims

She teaches you to be strong, teaches you what it means to be a Dimitrescu. And even when you can’t be strong, she’s strong for you, easily putting others in their place with a mere glance their way

Cassandra and you spend a lot of time together, and she’s genuinely interested in most you have to say

By now you know, she will not care for gossip or anything like that. The wrong sister for that, certainly. And you know, she won’t even bother pretending to listen to that

But, she’ll listen to all you’re genuinely passionate about, perhaps even participate if it’s for her

She encourages you to follow your hobbies and make the most of them

Like with her sisters, after all, Alcina allows you to choose at least one hobby and fully supports it. She will not stand for any of her daughters not pursuing anything, however

When you have difficulty choosing what could be fit for you, Cassandra is eager to help out

She shows you this and that, and is eager to try most new things with you

Cassandra is also the sister to turn to when you want to know what they and your mother were like a few centuries ago

The fun stuff, that is

She’ll tell you every detail she so easily remembers, occasionally also brag about things she did particularly well

Often, she’ll sprinkle in a few details you’re sure aren’t quite that true, but you don’t mind

You find, she also inspires you to be creative like that!

Speaking of little half truths here and there, Cassandra is the first to teach you how to lie and get away with it at the castle

Now, of course you’ve lied plenty times already in your life

But with Alcina, it seems impossible. Like she fully knows when you’re not being entirely honest

Even Bela seems to know, somehow, sometimes!

It’s infuriating, but Cassandra is quick to teach you

In return, she becomes about the only sister you are always truthful to

You never feel the need to lie to her, even when you’re planning on doing something stupid or risky

Often enough she’ll join in, or cover for you at least

When she does tell you not to do something, which is rare, you listen

You know, she means well, and doesn’t underestimate you or whatever you’re about to do

You value her opinion, and when she says not to do something, she tends to be right

Daniela

Daniela finds you utterly adorable, as she calls you

She doesn’t quite remember her “teen” years, really

But that’s okay

She’s every bit as playful and still has a bit of a habit to get herself into trouble, much like you do, occasionally

She likes to join you when you’re about to do something risky, and at times even is the one proposing it and whining to you about joining her

Of course, she will always keep you safe during those times

Though your mother is unhappy to say at the least when she catches you, her youngest, covered in dirt and blood from head to toe after your sister insisted throwing guts like snowballs is a blast!

In many ways, Daniela doesn’t quite feel like an older sister

She’s playful, a little immature, teasing, socially intelligent, and quite handsy with the maidens. She’s a little clingy and delusional, but always has your best interests at heart, the same as your other sisters

She always has some gossip to talk to you about, rambling about this and that she picked up while lounging and swarming about in the castle

She loves to read, and loves to share her favorite books with you

Unlike her sisters, she isn’t overly picky with her interests, either

She isn’t into mathematics or science. Aside from that, she’ll happily learn about all you’re interested in

She’ll participate in your hobbies, or lounge on your bed like a lazy cat while you ramble about your hobbies and fixations

She doesn’t mind at all. She loves to learn about new things, and remembers surprisingly much you tell her despite her short term memory span

Often, she remembers even more of your stories and ramblings than your other sisters do, as she’s genuinely interested in your hobbies, even when she has no clue about them

Daniela, in a way, feels like a best friend rather than a sister

She’s always there for you, will always protect and teach you. She’s silly, playful, will never say no to some good fun and often even convince you to “play” with the maidens or her sisters, seeing how much the two of you can annoy them until they notice

She teaches you to be strong too, yes, but perhaps even more so, Daniela has a way of teaching you how to get along with people

How to blend in with them, how to lure information from others by casually being around them

No, not by using some reverse psychology and what not like Bela. By listening. By being friendly. By making them ramble on their own

She teaches you to make friends, even with the reputation of your family, and how to effortlessly start conversations

And even when you can’t make a friend, she reminds you that you will always have your family

She teaches you, of course, also how to get what you want from Alcina

Generally, Alcina has a hard time saying no to any of her daughters. You’re all so precious to her, and there’s rarely a time she’ll deny a wish coming from one of you

Daniela, having been in the role of the youngest for the longest time and still having her sweet, pouty puppy eyes ready, teaches you how to get just about anything you want from your mother

Whether it’s clothing or toys (often in Daniela’s case those are servants), treats or anything from the outside world, she teaches you to properly ask for it

And yet; she has the hardest time controlling her strenght

She loves physical touch as a means to show her affection. She loves to hug her sisters even when they try to peel her away from them, acting all annoyed when they really aren’t, and she loves to wrap her arms around Alcina’s waist, hugging her whenever she can in exchange for some heat pats and scratches

With you, she must actively hold back

You’re…fragile

You’re human

You’re her little sister

She would never want to hurt you!

But, she can’t help it sometimes, and feels horrible when she hugs you and is just a tad bit too excited, causing her arms around you to be a little too tight

She always takes care of you after, her eyes wide and wet as she blinks away tears, feeling so utterly guilty for hurting you

You always reassure her; it’s not her fault

You still love her

She’s still your older sister

You still admire and look up to her

And it’s all it takes to have her smile widely again

Tongue, breasts, lips and long eyelashes behind you...

Rendering this took me long than I thought… 8 hours is insane

But imagine just how big her coat must be🙏

Im still so obsessed with her