[fanfic] Lotti/Echo - M - "Let Big Sister Punish You."
Title: Let Big Sister Punish You
Author: emorial
For: pandora_kink
Characters: Lotti Baskerville, Echo, Vincent Nightray.
Warnings: Yuri [girl on girl], Smut, Partial Rape?
Rating: 18+ [ m ]
Genre: PWP.
Pairings: Lotti/Echo.
Summary: Lotti is punishing Echo, but in a more sexual manner. Vincent ends up walking in during it.
“You’ve been behaving badly, girl.”
The sound of a female’s voice boomed, echoing over and over until it faded into nothing. Footsteps accompanied the sound, but instead of fading, they grew louder with each step, the familiar tap of shoes that belonged to one of the Baskervilles; probably one of the more feared ones, at that.
Tear filled eyes looked up to the pink haired woman, fear flickering across them for a brief moment before the young girl averted her eyes. Echo had never been one for confrontation when it came to being in trouble, and having Lotti appear made it worse, as if the whole world knew of her mistake.
Of course, she would rather see Lotti than her master who, by now, would’ve struck her.
It was almost as if time had halted as the woman stopped in front of Echo, her hand going to her hip as she cocked her head to the side, pink eyes staring down at the short servant. “Well? What do you have to say for yourself?”
“Please, don’t tell Master Vincent.”
Silence erupted between the two as the final traces of Echo’s voice dissipated into thin air. It was then, and only then, that Lotti’s lips twisted into a smirk, her hand slipping down from her hip and hanging at her side.
“Don’t tell your master? It’ll be hard to explain to him why I have you all tied up, though~”
Giving a low laugh, she began walking again, only to slip her cloak off in mid stride. By the time Lotti had made it to her destination, her skin was exposed and her cloak was far behind her.
Fingers traced slowly down the whip that bound the girls hands together and held her arms up, a mischievous glint in her eye as she lowered herself down, straddling the girl beneath her, pressing her chest against the other’s as she did so. Leaning forward, she allowed her cheek to brush against the servant’s, her breath whipping gently against her ear.
“How about you let big sister punish you sweetly? I’m sure you’d like that instead of your master’s harsh beatings, hm?”
Taking her ear between her teeth, she began to nibble a bit, her hand caressing Echo’s opposite cheek, only to have her finger trail down her jaw line and resting at her chin, awaiting an answer.
A whimper escaped Echo’s lips before she shut her eyes, a few tears trickling down each side of her face. It didn’t take long for her head to slowly nod in response to what Lotti had just questioned.
Her punishment must be easier to handle then that of her master’s. Or so she hoped.
It didn’t take long for the older woman’s hands to move, her hand tracing from her chin to the crevices of her soft, pale throat. She could easily kill her in a moment by just applying the slightest pressure, but that wasn’t her goal. No, it was far from it.
Her lips trailed to the skin underneath the ear she had been working on, her tongue tracing along the skin as teeth grazed and lips sucked, her hand continuing to move down. It wasn’t long before her hand obtained what was desired, giving a soft squeeze as she felt the servant shift and gasp, lips curling into a smirk as she pulled away from her neck.
Teeth sank into skin moments later, drawing blood and trickling down to stain the white pieces of clothe on the servants clothes as Lotti sucked, almost as if she were drinking the blood. More than a few seconds had passed before her head pulled from her neck, her lips being swiped over by her tongue, licking the blood clean as she pressed a bloody kiss against Echo’s chin, leaving a faint mark that lips had once breached that part of her skin.
Allowing her hand to squeeze again, she felt the servant squirm a bit more as she pressed her hips downward, applying pressure and, hopefully, some friction between them. That only made the servant’s lips tremble. The smirk from earlier returned to her face.
Not only did Lotti adore the reactions she was getting from this girl, but she found she wanted more.
Shifting her hips gave her access to the opening of the girls’ dress, her hand sliding from the breast she had been squeezing to the bottom, only to slide back up and make it’s way to the same place, only with the element of skin on skin.
Warm flesh was so inviting, and Lotti didn’t plan to stop this punishment anytime soon.
Echo began to shake; partially from fear and partially from pleasure. She had been in this position before with her master, but it was foreign to feel another’s hands on her this way, especially when it was that of a female’s.
A thumb brushed passed her nipple, sending tingles surging down her spine as she closed her eyes, tears trickling down as if she were truly crying. It didn’t take her long to realize a tongue was licking her cheek, taking the tears into her mouth and swallowing as stray fingers walked their way downward on her body, Lotti’s other fingers pinching and pulling at the nipple she controlled in her left hand.
“Let’s just see how noisy we can make you get, hm~?”
That was when Echo’s eyes snapped open, widening as she felt fingers curl around her undergarment.
Yanking her hand down, Lotti exposed the Nightray servant completely as she leaned forward, pressing her lips harshly against the other’s, her tongue tracing and demanding an opening to her mouth. Though there was a struggle, the girl succumbed and parted her lips, allowing Lotti to enter and go deep into her mouth.
Tracing her tongue against her cheek, she lead it to under the servant’s tongue and stroked once, twisting her tongue around it and giving a few more strokes as she spread the other’s legs wide with her own legs.
A whimpered moan released from Echo sent chills down Lotti’s spine as she felt her fingers become encased with a warm, wet feeling. Her fingers were barely pressed up inside the young female and already she was making pleased noises, something that Lotti was thrilled to discover.
Fingers twisted inside, her nails scraping the inside ever so slightly as they did. Two had been inserted, but already Lotti was contemplating on three. She’d just see how far this little girl would go before she couldn’t handle it anymore. A small part of Lotti hoped that she could endure, though she certainly didn’t seem like the type to be able to.
Thrusting her fingers deeper into the girl, she parted pulled back from her face, admiring the tears and trembles, and especially the shakes from her hips as Echo involuntarily moved her hips forward, seeking for more pleasure than what was being given to her. “Anxious, anxious~” chimed Lotti, her voice coy with amusement.
“If you wanted more, you should’ve asked,” she chuckled that, inserting another finger as her hand resting on Echo’s breast shoved her hard against the wall, her fingers following the rhythm of Echo’s attempts to regain her breath from the sudden slam. Pulling and teasing continued to ensue as Lotti allowed her fingers to dive deeper into the girl, her nails digging deeper into the inside flesh, causing Echo to cry out with what little breath she had left.
That was when the door opened, a curious voice entering the room of pleasure. “Echo?”
An annoyed look crossed the woman’s face as she turned her head, her attention shifting from the flustered girl to a man with blonde locks of hair standing behind her. Of all the times to come in, he had to pick the worst. Not like he would ever realize this, she was sure. Then again, Vincent had never been one to show what he was truly thinking.
“The girl is fine, little boy.”
That was all that needed to be said before Vincent began to make his way to see what exactly was being taken place in the room. Lotti didn’t take long to shift herself in front of the panting girl to hide their actions. Shortly after, her voice hollered to him, warning laced between each word. “Step any closer and you’ll be tied up instead of her.”
Vincent came to a halt, staring at Lotti as if she had just said the most shocking thing he had ever heard. Tough, that look didn’t last long before a smile crept it’s way onto his face, poison intertwined with every curve that was visible. “You wouldn’t happen to be harming my little Echo, now, would you?”
“Punishment is punishment, though this was better than yours,” she spoke in a casual tone as she pulled her fingers out from the girl, causing her to take in a deep breath and pant, some swear dripping down her forehead as bangs stuck to her face slightly.
In moments, Lotti was standing and stepping out of the way, a hand untying the servant from her bonds, letting her hands fall to the ground as she rolled the whip up. Turning, she walked over and picked up her cloak, throwing it over her shoulder as she looked to Vincent’s disappointed look of having missed the fun of it all.
“Your punishment didn’t seem so punishing at all.”
“Only because you would’ve liked that sort of attention,” Lotti spoke in a dull voice, stopping as she made it to Vincent. Reaching out, she wiped her three fingers down his front shirt with one stroke, only to shift her hand to the side and give a smirk as she wiped the back of her fingers off by sliding them up his shirt to match the first mark she created.
Vincent’s face only made the situation more amusing as she stepped away from him and began walking to the door, Vincent turning his head to watch her leave.
“Big sister isn’t interested in peeling just any wilting rose, but those who need to be punished, little boy. I advise you to keep that memorized ~”
Author: emorial
For: pandora_kink
Characters: Lotti Baskerville, Echo, Vincent Nightray.
Warnings: Yuri [girl on girl], Smut, Partial Rape?
Rating: 18+ [ m ]
Genre: PWP.
Pairings: Lotti/Echo.
Summary: Lotti is punishing Echo, but in a more sexual manner. Vincent ends up walking in during it.
“You’ve been behaving badly, girl.”
The sound of a female’s voice boomed, echoing over and over until it faded into nothing. Footsteps accompanied the sound, but instead of fading, they grew louder with each step, the familiar tap of shoes that belonged to one of the Baskervilles; probably one of the more feared ones, at that.
Tear filled eyes looked up to the pink haired woman, fear flickering across them for a brief moment before the young girl averted her eyes. Echo had never been one for confrontation when it came to being in trouble, and having Lotti appear made it worse, as if the whole world knew of her mistake.
Of course, she would rather see Lotti than her master who, by now, would’ve struck her.
It was almost as if time had halted as the woman stopped in front of Echo, her hand going to her hip as she cocked her head to the side, pink eyes staring down at the short servant. “Well? What do you have to say for yourself?”
“Please, don’t tell Master Vincent.”
Silence erupted between the two as the final traces of Echo’s voice dissipated into thin air. It was then, and only then, that Lotti’s lips twisted into a smirk, her hand slipping down from her hip and hanging at her side.
“Don’t tell your master? It’ll be hard to explain to him why I have you all tied up, though~”
Giving a low laugh, she began walking again, only to slip her cloak off in mid stride. By the time Lotti had made it to her destination, her skin was exposed and her cloak was far behind her.
Fingers traced slowly down the whip that bound the girls hands together and held her arms up, a mischievous glint in her eye as she lowered herself down, straddling the girl beneath her, pressing her chest against the other’s as she did so. Leaning forward, she allowed her cheek to brush against the servant’s, her breath whipping gently against her ear.
“How about you let big sister punish you sweetly? I’m sure you’d like that instead of your master’s harsh beatings, hm?”
Taking her ear between her teeth, she began to nibble a bit, her hand caressing Echo’s opposite cheek, only to have her finger trail down her jaw line and resting at her chin, awaiting an answer.
A whimper escaped Echo’s lips before she shut her eyes, a few tears trickling down each side of her face. It didn’t take long for her head to slowly nod in response to what Lotti had just questioned.
Her punishment must be easier to handle then that of her master’s. Or so she hoped.
It didn’t take long for the older woman’s hands to move, her hand tracing from her chin to the crevices of her soft, pale throat. She could easily kill her in a moment by just applying the slightest pressure, but that wasn’t her goal. No, it was far from it.
Her lips trailed to the skin underneath the ear she had been working on, her tongue tracing along the skin as teeth grazed and lips sucked, her hand continuing to move down. It wasn’t long before her hand obtained what was desired, giving a soft squeeze as she felt the servant shift and gasp, lips curling into a smirk as she pulled away from her neck.
Teeth sank into skin moments later, drawing blood and trickling down to stain the white pieces of clothe on the servants clothes as Lotti sucked, almost as if she were drinking the blood. More than a few seconds had passed before her head pulled from her neck, her lips being swiped over by her tongue, licking the blood clean as she pressed a bloody kiss against Echo’s chin, leaving a faint mark that lips had once breached that part of her skin.
Allowing her hand to squeeze again, she felt the servant squirm a bit more as she pressed her hips downward, applying pressure and, hopefully, some friction between them. That only made the servant’s lips tremble. The smirk from earlier returned to her face.
Not only did Lotti adore the reactions she was getting from this girl, but she found she wanted more.
Shifting her hips gave her access to the opening of the girls’ dress, her hand sliding from the breast she had been squeezing to the bottom, only to slide back up and make it’s way to the same place, only with the element of skin on skin.
Warm flesh was so inviting, and Lotti didn’t plan to stop this punishment anytime soon.
Echo began to shake; partially from fear and partially from pleasure. She had been in this position before with her master, but it was foreign to feel another’s hands on her this way, especially when it was that of a female’s.
A thumb brushed passed her nipple, sending tingles surging down her spine as she closed her eyes, tears trickling down as if she were truly crying. It didn’t take her long to realize a tongue was licking her cheek, taking the tears into her mouth and swallowing as stray fingers walked their way downward on her body, Lotti’s other fingers pinching and pulling at the nipple she controlled in her left hand.
“Let’s just see how noisy we can make you get, hm~?”
That was when Echo’s eyes snapped open, widening as she felt fingers curl around her undergarment.
Yanking her hand down, Lotti exposed the Nightray servant completely as she leaned forward, pressing her lips harshly against the other’s, her tongue tracing and demanding an opening to her mouth. Though there was a struggle, the girl succumbed and parted her lips, allowing Lotti to enter and go deep into her mouth.
Tracing her tongue against her cheek, she lead it to under the servant’s tongue and stroked once, twisting her tongue around it and giving a few more strokes as she spread the other’s legs wide with her own legs.
A whimpered moan released from Echo sent chills down Lotti’s spine as she felt her fingers become encased with a warm, wet feeling. Her fingers were barely pressed up inside the young female and already she was making pleased noises, something that Lotti was thrilled to discover.
Fingers twisted inside, her nails scraping the inside ever so slightly as they did. Two had been inserted, but already Lotti was contemplating on three. She’d just see how far this little girl would go before she couldn’t handle it anymore. A small part of Lotti hoped that she could endure, though she certainly didn’t seem like the type to be able to.
Thrusting her fingers deeper into the girl, she parted pulled back from her face, admiring the tears and trembles, and especially the shakes from her hips as Echo involuntarily moved her hips forward, seeking for more pleasure than what was being given to her. “Anxious, anxious~” chimed Lotti, her voice coy with amusement.
“If you wanted more, you should’ve asked,” she chuckled that, inserting another finger as her hand resting on Echo’s breast shoved her hard against the wall, her fingers following the rhythm of Echo’s attempts to regain her breath from the sudden slam. Pulling and teasing continued to ensue as Lotti allowed her fingers to dive deeper into the girl, her nails digging deeper into the inside flesh, causing Echo to cry out with what little breath she had left.
That was when the door opened, a curious voice entering the room of pleasure. “Echo?”
An annoyed look crossed the woman’s face as she turned her head, her attention shifting from the flustered girl to a man with blonde locks of hair standing behind her. Of all the times to come in, he had to pick the worst. Not like he would ever realize this, she was sure. Then again, Vincent had never been one to show what he was truly thinking.
“The girl is fine, little boy.”
That was all that needed to be said before Vincent began to make his way to see what exactly was being taken place in the room. Lotti didn’t take long to shift herself in front of the panting girl to hide their actions. Shortly after, her voice hollered to him, warning laced between each word. “Step any closer and you’ll be tied up instead of her.”
Vincent came to a halt, staring at Lotti as if she had just said the most shocking thing he had ever heard. Tough, that look didn’t last long before a smile crept it’s way onto his face, poison intertwined with every curve that was visible. “You wouldn’t happen to be harming my little Echo, now, would you?”
“Punishment is punishment, though this was better than yours,” she spoke in a casual tone as she pulled her fingers out from the girl, causing her to take in a deep breath and pant, some swear dripping down her forehead as bangs stuck to her face slightly.
In moments, Lotti was standing and stepping out of the way, a hand untying the servant from her bonds, letting her hands fall to the ground as she rolled the whip up. Turning, she walked over and picked up her cloak, throwing it over her shoulder as she looked to Vincent’s disappointed look of having missed the fun of it all.
“Your punishment didn’t seem so punishing at all.”
“Only because you would’ve liked that sort of attention,” Lotti spoke in a dull voice, stopping as she made it to Vincent. Reaching out, she wiped her three fingers down his front shirt with one stroke, only to shift her hand to the side and give a smirk as she wiped the back of her fingers off by sliding them up his shirt to match the first mark she created.
Vincent’s face only made the situation more amusing as she stepped away from him and began walking to the door, Vincent turning his head to watch her leave.
“Big sister isn’t interested in peeling just any wilting rose, but those who need to be punished, little boy. I advise you to keep that memorized ~”