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Unexpected Dominatrix	By : greeting Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 15348 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-You think you know them...
- 2-Context is everything
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It hit Natasha Romanoff that context is everything. She had been tied up before more than a few times before, but her captors always ended up dead or unconscious shortly after. Never before had it been arousing to be helpless before today. She trusted the woman abusing her completely, allowing her to actually enjoy her bonds. In a twisted way, even her painfully clamped nipples aroused her even further, probably an effect of being exposed to pain so often during her illustrious career.

The young, beautiful princess in charge insisted to be called mistress for as long as she was shackled to her chair, but that did not mean Natasha intended to give up so easily. She was THE Black Widow after all, and defiance was in her genes. She intended to give Shuri a run for her money, even though she was being held firmly in place, thanks to the merciless vibranium shackles. Her chair had unfolded until it resembled more a table, and was now at an angle of 45 degree, her entire body resembling a giant X with a bump in the middle for the head.

"Don't you Wakandan have some kind of battle ritual? I want to challenge you and when I win, I'm gonna be in charge." Said Natasha, trying to get Shuri's undivided attention.

"You are correct, of course, although I do not think this applies to sextoys, which you are very much at the moment" said Shuri as she let her finger slide on the Black Widow's exposed stomach. "And I should warn you, I do not take kindly on insubordination, but since you are new here, I will give you a chance to apologize before I punish you"

Natasha's pride flared in tons, refusing to lower herself to apologize. As a result, Shuri walked with determination to grab an object hidden from the captive woman's sight.

"Are you sure you do not want to do the right thing and apologize to your mistress? You have been a very bad slave."

Shuri barely waited a second or two before Natasha realized what the younger woman held. The pressure on her already very painful nipples grew even further as she finished attaching some small weights to the clamps. The added weights increased the pressure on Natasha's poor sensitive nipples, but still she refused to budge. Her will alone kept her from giving in to the harsh pain she was being subjected to. She bit her lips shut as she did not want to give Shuri any kind of confirmation that she was getting to her. Smiling, Shuri left Natasha alone for a few minutes as she walked to her second guest. She went over to Wanda and finally freed her from her bonds, removing the ring gag in the process. A decent amount of liquid fell from Wanda's mouth as she opened and closed her mouth, trying the shave off the soreness from her jaws. Once the naked sorceress was up, Shuri whispered something to her ear that Natasha had no chance to catch. Wanda's surprised face indicated to Natasha that they probably were talking about her in one way or another. The truth was that she have very much liked to get some attention, anything that would get Shuri to remove the clamps, but she was still too proud to admit it.

"Now... don't you think she looks delicious, Wanda? I want you to... entertain our guest, but do not give her an orgasm. I still want her to apologize for her rudeness." Shuri said with a perverse smirk on her face, deforming her innocent features to the point where Natasha wasn't sure she would have recognize her in any other context.

Natasha watched as the witch slowly stumbled towards her. No doubt her limbs were still stiff from being immobilized for so long. Natasha noticed how her head was bent, her cheeks reddened at the Wakandan's latest order. It was, after all, the first time she had to pleasure someone other than Shuri and it made her nervous. Furthermore, the Black Widow was more than a celebrity, both for her prowess in combat and her unmatchable beauty. Wanda wanted nothing less than to be perfect, both for Natasha and Shuri.

Then, without warning, the part of the table between her shackled legs retracted itself, Leaving a narrow piece of metal under each legs.Natasha was surprised again when the narrow pieces began to rotate around the table, forcing her to do a perfect split position. The split wasn't much of a problem for the assassin, but that sudden change made her realize once again how little control she had over her own body. Never before had she been so mercilessly exposed and she found it arousing.

It was hard to repress a cry of joy as she saw Wanda kneel in front of her. She would finally get what she desperately wanted for what seemed to be an eternity. As one of the most powerful being in the universe kneeled between her stretched legs. Wanda's first touch was feminine yet almost hesitant as her fingers traced the contour of her labia. Slowly, she made her way towards the center of her inviting, wet vagina. This simplest touch weakened her resolve and had to concentrate very hard not to explode at that very moment. It had been a long time coming, and Natasha planned on enjoying herself, not that she had any other option. The more Wanda played with her, the harder it was to control herself. She wanted it. She needed it. She was letting go as a single word hit her like a ton of brick.

"Stop" Ordered a malicious Shuri. "Is there anything you should be telling your Mistress? Else it could be a very long evening... for you. "

The unspoken words were ten times worse than what Natasha had heard. It was implied that she would not hesitate to do this over and over. Bringing her so close to her climax and then denying it. She would go crazy before long. Her fiery will had already taken a blow and it kept crumbling. Fighting it was senseless. Maybe it was the trust she put in Shuri or maybe she just craved an orgasm, but she decided to cave in. The pressure of the sexual torture had won over her inability to give up. She wanted to cum. she NEEDED to cum. To hell with her pride.

"You are horrible!" said Natasha, half joking. "What do you want from me, you monster!"

"See? now you are being reasonable! I want you to admit that you agree, from now on, to do everything I want as long as we are in my private chambers. You will be my slave and I will do as I want with you. In exchange, I promise not to be cruel unnecessarily and bring you more pleasure that you have ever felt."

"Yeah, okay, fine. Now can we please get back to the part here Wanda was playing with me? And remove those clamps! They hurt as hell!"

"Say please" whispered the young African woman in Natasha's hear.

"Please!!" answered Natasha hurriedly

"please WHO?" said Shuri, barely louder

"Please, Mistress, take those damned clamps off! Please Mistress"

"That was pretty good" Agreed the Mistress. "I can do that for you, but you have to do something else in exchange for my generosity" she continued as her soft fingers traveled from her navel to her breasts, cupping them in the meantime

"Whatever you want!" pleaded Natasha, her voice sounding slightly more like a whimper than she intended.

"Good girl. You will get the chance to give me as much pleasure as my first slave is giving you." said Shuri as both the clamps finally came off. The chair slightly rotated once more until a lesser 30 degrees was reached. Natasha made a loud sigh of relief as blood returned to the painful nipples. Even in her restrained situation, she could see a clear bruise where they had been secure, although she hardly had time to contemplate as Wanda took this as a signal to resume her ministrations, although this time there were no hands involved. She could feel something wet and determined to play with her inner labia. This time, Wanda had grown in confidence as Wanda's tongue grew more expert, bringing Natasha to the exact same point, the taste of the black widow's fluid filling her mouth as she relentlessly assaulted her cervix.

Natasha jaw tightened as she prepared for the inevitable orgasm, her whimpers grew louder and more passionate. Had she opened her eyes, she would have seem her beautiful tormenter climb upon her restrained body. Without asking, she positioned her thighs around Natasha's jaw, forcing her naked sex on Natasha's opened mouth. At that point, Natasha was so lost in her own pleasure that her feeble attempt to comply to Shuri's invasion were clumsy and cut short with every moan of pleasure, although the fight didn't last for long.

At long last, Natasha was allowed to cum, her lower jaws becoming limp for a few seconds as she enjoyed it through every inch of her body. Shuri did not seem to mind at first this interruption, taking pleasure in knowing Natasha was cuming for her. Instead, she kept humping Natasha's face, leaving her own lubricant all over from Natasha's nostrils to her chin. When Shuri believed her prisoner had had enough, she slapped her already painful breast hard enough to cause a barely audible wince from the defenseless woman.

"We are not done yet" said the Wakandan, forcing Natasha to resume her ministrations. Meanwhile, Wanda kept on teasing Natasha's canal and clitoris mercilessly, threatening to make Nat endure her second orgasm rapidly. Not wanting to face Shuri's wrath once more, Natasha decided to work twice as hard, hoping to make Shuri cum on her face before she faced her second orgasm. Luckily, Shuri was so excited, carried away by the power she held over the two woman that her climax arrived rapidly. Encouraged by her Mistress' loud cry of pleasure, Natasha's orgasm arrived almost simultaneously, giving both women the satisfaction of knowing they both had enjoyed their time together.

Wanda finally removed her sore mouth from between Natasha's thighs and let her rest. With both woman panting, the chair finally uncuffed Natasha, who finally bent her numb arms to circle Shuri in a hug, the wakandan laying upon the sweaty Natasha. Wanda rose and helped both women climb down the chair and sit on the ground. Shuri was in the middle and her thralls rested their heads on Shuri's own.

"That... was something else" said Natasha.
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