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SMUT WARNING

"Will you please pass me that pen?" She questions, her eyes glued to her paperwork. I took a dramatic sigh, and picked the pen up.

I then threw it right at her. Of course she caught it, but then her gaze lifted towards me. "Don't throw objects at me."

"You asked me to pass it to you, so I did." I chuckled, crossing my arms. She shook her head and went back to writing bullshit nonsense down.

I stand up and walk towards her whiteboard. What a shame it would be to wipe all of this off...

I start wiping the writing off the board, she didn't notice at first. Too busy doing her damn paperwork. Fucking hell, it's eat sleep and breathe paperwork for that motherfucker. She needs to pay attention to me, and me only

"Y/n!" She shouts. I turn around, smirk, and then continued to wipe it all off. It's not like anyone would be able to read it anyway. Have you seen her godamn handwriting? It's worse than a child's.

"Fucking hell-" she groans. "Get here, now. Stop being a pain in the ass or I'll kick you out of here-"

I didn't listen of course, it's what I do best. I'm practically aching for her. In fact, I don't care if I make her angry, I'll do anything for her to just pay attention to me.

I then started drawing on the whiteboard. She shook her head and went back to her paperwork. Rude Russian bitch.

Once I had finished my drawing, which was of a shitty penis with hearts around it, I place the marker down and sat back down in front of her.

She glared at the whiteboard and gave me the dirtiest look known to earth. "You're so immature. Wipe it off."

"No-" I replied, leaning my feet on her desk. She glared at me. "Y/n." She warns.

"Don't you like my beautiful masterpiece?" I frown falsely. "No, it's ugly. Wipe. It. Off." I love it when she's mad. It's cute, but also alarming. I take pride in the fact that I get her so wound up sometimes. It's funny.

"Course you think that, gay..." I muttered with a smirk. I didn't get a reply to that. That's what I thought.

I then pick up another pen and throw it at her. My time is ticking, and my life is practically flashing before my eyes.

She slams the pen on the table with so much force I swear to god the table might just collapse. Just like me.

"Don't fucking do that!" She shouts. Well now she's mad mad, cause her face is all tense and her fists are clenched in balls of rage, about to fire at me at any given moment. I think one more foot out of line for me, and then they will fire. For sure.

"Do what?" I asked innocently.

She scoffs, and then shakes her head. "You know damn well what you did. Quit acting like a brat because you're the one that'll be begging for my damn forgiveness."

Facts. But that's exactly why I'm doing it. Duh.

"Don't know what the hell you're on about-" I giggled, tipping over all of her pens. It was as if the whole vibe shifted. She's going to erupt anyyyy moment now. Just you see.

"Don't make me fuck you against this table. I'll smack that ass of yours if you don't behave." And she was off, scribbling away down on her paper. I could tell she was mad, cause she seemed to press harder onto the paper.

"You're too scared to do that-" I teased, grabbing one of her papers and reading it. "Put that down."

"Put what down? I don't have anything?" I lied, reading her dingy looking writing. I can't tell if this is in English, French, Latin, Russian, or even godamn spanish. Looks like she's trying to write in numbers to me.

I then picked up one of the many pens scattered over her table and started writing on her paper. I got halfway into drawing a cute little penis on it, before she snatched it away harshly.

She leant back in her chair and covered her face with her hand. "You've really pushed me y/n-" she sighs.

"No, but I will push you if you keep accusing me of things-" I smirk. "IM NOT ACCUSING! Quit being a dumb slut, you know damn well what you're doing right now."

I glared at the wall nervously as she stood up and pressed herself behind my chair. Did somebody say Natasha? Because all I see is mommy.

"Pathetic, can't even look at me now. What is it, you scared?" She chuckled dryly as her head leant by my neck. Maybe I am a little scared, as much as she claims she loves me, I don't think she would hesitate to sell me on the black market.

"No..." I say, trying to sound cocky. Didn't work. "Hm? Didn't hear that, speak up yeh?" I didn't reply. She was standing wayyyy too close for me to feel confident in myself.

"Aw, is someone nervous?" She husks, leaning her hands on my shoulders tightly. "Cat got your tongue?"

I finally lift my gaze to meet her eyes, but it was instant regret. I always get so scared when she's close to me, practically got me sweating to the point where I can barely even utter out a word.

She chuckles dryly and releases her grip from my shoulders. Now that she's away, I can breathe and be a nasty fuck again. Haha.

"Get over my lap." Never mind. I froze, and glared at her nervously. I probably looked as if I had just shit myself or something, because oh my god am I wet.

"No." I snapped, crossing my arms. "Am i going to have to make you?" Probably.

"Shut up. Spanking me won't work. Maybe I should bend you over, smack your fat ass, knock some sense into your dumb brain." I mumbled quietly, glaring down at the table.

I don't think before I do things sometimes, it got me arrested once. Anyways, well what I was doing before was bad enough, but now? Oh boy am I in deep shit. I hate having the patience of a fucking raccoon.

"Excuse me?" I've got to give it to her, she's done good today. Usually I would've been in agony by now, practically unable to walk. But today? Well, it seems like her patience has shifted.

"You heard me-" I reply, still avoiding her gaze.

I sighed as she didn't reply. "I said I'll bend you over my damn lap, spank your fat ass. Maybe I'll smack a better punishment in there cause spanking me simply won't do-" I added with a little giggle.

Well that was the end for me. She yanks onto my arm and pulls me over her lap. She gave my ass one harsh smack, making me literally scream out in pain.

Maybe testing her own patience wasn't a good thing after all, because it seems like all her built up anger has been aching. I am fucked.

She pulls down my sweats and underwear and smacks my ass again. As if it couldn't get worse.

"FUCK-" I screamed. Two smacks in and I'm already a mess.

"You asked for it you dumb little bitch-" she spits out, greeting the palm of her hand to my ass again.

"I bet you fucking love this, don't you? Pathetic whore-" how her words make me wet, I simply don't know. But they do. Then again everything she does makes me drench. It's embarrassing.

She could probably hold a gun against my head and I would ask her to fuck me. I have issues.

"H-how many more-" I stumbled quietly. She scoffs and smacks me again.

"Aw, are you in pain already?" She chuckled dryly. "Too fucking bad princess. I'll smack you till you can't walk." Oh how my stomach was aching for her. Oh my god.

I would truly let her do anything to me. And I mean absolutely anything. I would let her ruin me.

Many more spanks were made, and it felt like it went on for eternity. "Please-" I begged, grabbing onto her thigh for stability.

"Please what huh?" She scoffed. I whined again as she smacked me dirty. "Please-mommy-" I cried out.

She then laughed. I don't find it funny, but go on I guess, laugh.

"You're so stupid sometimes, not a lot goes on up there huh?" See, if anyone would've said that, they would've been screamed at. But her? Oh no, she can call me what she wants and I'll take it as a nice compliment.

"What do you want hm?" I struggled to grasp onto my words as another smack was greeted. "Please fuck me- please mommy-" I begged breathlessly.

She stopped spanking me and paused. "You want me to bend you over my desk and fuck you huh? That's what you want?" Yes please, all I want.

She threw me over her table, making me groan. I silently watched as she opened her drawer and picked up a strap. She came prepared...

It was silent for a second. I felt like I was lying there for eternity, waiting to be touched.

I then felt the tip of her strap gazing over my clit slightly. I groaned and struggled under her hold. She then thrusts her whole length into me, causing me to scream out of pleasure.

"Oh fuck-" I cried as she rapidly pounded into me at a pace of an athlete. Her hands aggressively grab onto my shoulders as she pushed me painfully close to the desk.

"Watch your dirty little mouth-" she breathed. She then grabbed a fistful of my hair with one hand, as the other gave my ass a smack.

I could feel myself getting incredibly close, could practically release there and then. "M'close-" I mumbled, panting heavily.

"Jesus already?" She chuckles dryly as her pace slowed, edging me closer and closer. "Hold it for a little longer-"

I grasp onto the edge of the desk for dear life as my back started to arch. I really couldn't take it much longer.

"Please Natasha-" I begged in a whiney tone. "Please- fuck- please I need to cum-" I cried, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Go on then-" she ordered. I practically screamed as my eyes rolled to the back of my head, releasing all over her.

I lie there breathlessly, feeling pure ecstasy arouse over every inch of my body as she pulled out and leant against the desk next to me for a second.

Before I could even gather myself for another second, she dragged me by my hair and threw me to the floor. "Open and suck off your mess." She orders, dragging my face towards the strap.

I did as told, slowly sucking it clean. Obviously she wasn't happy with my pace, since she grabbed onto my hair and forced me down her length.

I gagged and whined as tears started to run down my cheeks. I met eyes with her, only to see her smirking at me proudly. "So pretty when you cry принцесса (princess)."

She released her grip and pulled away. I sat there on my knees, head leant against the foot of her chair as I caught my breath.

"Get dressed, I need to get you bathed so you can get some rest-" she tells me softly. I groaned at her as I shut my eyes close. I could happily sleep here on the floor.

She sighed as she pulled me up and helped me back into my clothes. "Nat I'm too tired-" I mumbled as she picked me up again.

"I know babe, but I gotta make sure you're clean. Then you can rest or I'll make you something to eat." She tells me.

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a/n

sorry for slow updates just been busy and not rlly feeling it recently. also I need smut ideas cause idk what time write for smut anymore so help a girl out. anyways hope ur all fine 🍆x

-mim