fic: Lights. Camera. Action.
Title: Lights. Camera. Action.
Author: flipflop555
Rating: NC17-prepare yourself
Pairing: Lea/Dianna
Summary: Dianna tries her hand at being dom in the bedroom. Not something she’s used to, and it’s certainly something memorable for her…so she decides to record it
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing and no one in this story, work of fiction!
Dianna practically sprinted to her car when the director yelled “Cut! Print!” on Friday; her long, long day on the set was done. She had been planning something special for Lea for weeks now and it was finally going to happen. Lea was still filming, and if what Cory had told her was accurate, she would still be shooting for about another hour, which was more than enough time for Dianna to set up.
She cruised down the highway, planning out how each and every nuance of the night would go. Ryan had to go to a wedding on Saturday and decided to be merciful and give the cast the day off. When they heard this at the cast meeting, Lea, who had been holding Dianna’s hand, squeezed it lightly. When the blonde looked up, the brunette was staring at her intently and winked almost maliciously. Normally Dianna was all for what Lea’s wink stood for; Lea taking control, dominating Dianna just like she liked, with toys, handcuffs, dirty talk, the whole shebang. But Dianna was keeping a teeny tiny secret in that she wanted her turn on top. And no time like the present, especially with the day off tomorrow.
The blonde thought back to the first time she tried to take charge in the bedroom. It ended with the brunette in a fit of laughter and Dianna looking embarrassed. Lea’s words still danced around in her head, “Di, don’t take it personally! You’re just not a ‘top’ baby! You’re quiet and sweet, and just…submissive!” she choked out through laughter. She didn’t think it was that much of a stretch. She felt like Quinn in the Funk episode; Quinn had wanted to get funky but people wrote her off instantly. Well, Dianna was going to do what Quinn had done, and prove Lea wrong in a big way.
Dianna parked her car and hopped in the elevator, still planning out each and every detail. She wanted tonight to be perfect, and frankly, less embarrassing than last time. As the door closed behind her, she made her way to her room and quickly stripped off her clothing. She stood in front of her closet naked, deciding what exactly she would wear. She landed on a lacy black bra and matching lacy boy shorts. Admiring herself in the mirror, she decided this was perfect. She went to the bed and pulled out The Toybox, placing it at the foot of the bed. Finally she went back to her closet and pulled out the shoe box that was tucked away in the back. She pulled out a shiny new camera, one of those new ones that recorded straight to a little DVD.
She took her time lining it up on her dresser, making sure it would capture every sordid thing that would be taking place on her bed. Finally, when she was content, she placed the small DVD into the machine, and read the box over again to make sure it was compatible. Suddenly she heard the front door close.
“Di? You home babe?” Lea called out as Dianna heard Lea’s keys jingling around and the removal of shoes. Dianna scampered to the door, stopped and picked up the black heels she had worn out a few nights ago. The crown jewel in her outfit. Putting on the best Quinn-Fabray-glare that she could, she strolled out to find Lea looking for her in the bathroom down the hall. Lea did what could only be described as a quadruple-take. Dianna, though she desperately wanted to, didn’t react in any way, not wanting to break character. She stood up straight with her arms akimbo, glaring down the smaller girl. Lea walked slowly towards the blonde, staring with her mouth hanging open.
When Lea was finally next to Dianna, she was utterly dwarfed, her eyes coming up perfectly with the blonde’s chest which just looked spectacular in that bra. She stared in front of her for a second before Dianna coldly said, “bedroom.” Lea looked up at her and suddenly realized what she was trying to do and cracked a smile. “Di…you look amazing, but, umm…don’t you remember what happened last time? L-like I said baby, you’re just not a top.” She tried to lean in for a kiss but Dianna pulled away. “It’s Lady Di to you. And I said bedroom.” Dianna continued to stare the brunette down. Lea’s smiled faded almost instantly, seeing just how serious Dianna was. She looked down bashfully and nodded and made her way to the bedroom. Once the girl was inside, Dianna, who had stayed put in the hallway, finally got to smirk and took her time walking into the bedroom, enjoying the sound of her heels on the hardwood floors.
Lea was standing expectantly at the foot of the bed, holding her hands like a kid in trouble, eying The Toybox. Dianna closed the door and recaptured her scowl. “Look at me,” she ordered sternly. Lea snapped her gaze up at the blonde attentively. “And she thinks I’m the bottom in this relationship” Dianna thought to herself as she stepped forward.
“See that camera over there Lea?” Lea turned her gaze to the dresser and located the machine, as her breathing noticeably hitched. “I want you on camera. So whenever you think I can’t have my way with you, we can see what a little sub you are when I order you to. I want to always remember just how slutty you get. Understand?” Lea’s eyes were wide as she nodded. “Good. Now take off your clothes. Get on the bed and spread your legs.”
Lea nodded swiftly, yanking off her shirt pants, shoes and ending with her bra and underwear while Dianna hit the record button. She made her way to the bed, her prize waiting expectantly. Dianna ran her finger front the valley between Lea’s breasts down to the already wet curls between her thighs. Lea shuddered and clamped her eyes shut. “Open your eyes.” Lea obeyed. Dianna climbed onto the bed and straddled Lea’s hips, looking into the trembling girls eyes. She pinched Lea’s nipples, earning a gasp and causing Lea’s hips to thrust up lightly. Dianna continued the pinch, admiring the fact that Lea’s eyes stayed open like she was told.
“Feel good slut?” Dianna cooed, palming the mounds roughly. Lea whined. “Yes Lady Di, so good Lady Di!” Dianna leaned down to Lea’s ear and nipped her earlobe. “Are you getting wet slut? Do I need to fuck you now? Hmmmmm, no, poor choice of words. I don’t need to do anything. Do you need me to fuck you?” Lea nodded weakly. “Beg me for it Lea.”
She pulled back to look into the smaller girls face. Lea’s eyes were wide and dark and she managed to whimper out, “Please Lady Di. Please give me what I need.” Dianna continued to play with Lea’s chest before getting up. Lea started to push off the bed, closing her legs and opening her mouth to ask Dianna where she was going before Dianna harshly turned around. “Did I say you could move Lea?” Lea stared weakly.
“N-no…”
“No, what?”
“No Lady Di. You didn’t say I could move.”
“That’s what I thought. Now stay.” Lea leaned back into the bed and spread her legs again. Dianna looked over to the camera. “She’s so obedient. She might earn some rewards later.” She heard Lea whimper at the prospect. Dianna leaned down to the box and pulled out two lengths of silk and a vibrator. Lea watched but didn’t move while Dianna slowly tied Lea’s hands above her head, then placed the vibrator inside of the smaller girl, turning it on to its weakest speed. “Lady Diiiii” Lea groaned. Dianna removed what little clothing she had on, but kept the heels on, a sort of fetish for Lea.
Dianna swung her legs around Lea’s head and took hold of the headboard, Lea looking up at her with want. Dianna caught Lea’s eyes taking quick glances at Dianna’s wet sex that was only inches from her face.
“Now Lea, let’s see what that pretty mouth of yours can do. We’re going to play a game. If you can make me cum in the next 10 minutes, I’ll let you cum. If you fail, then I get to tease you all night,” Dianna said coolly, admiring the woman beneath her. Lea looked petrified, the vibrator still humming inside her. She looked down between her legs and back pleadingly at Dianna. “Hmmm, maybe you didn’t understand slut. It wasn’t a question. You’re on the clock.”
Lea dove in like her life depended on it, but Dianna thrust her hips back. Lea looked up confused and tried to go at Dianna again, but was again denied. “Come on Lea, you 9 minutes and 45 seconds baby…” Lea understood what Dianna was asking for.
“Lady Di, please let me eat you!!” Lea screamed. Dianna smirked and pushed her hips forward. Lea greedily licked up and down Dianna’s slit. She gently ran her tongue over Dianna’s clit, reveling in teasing her. But Dianna didn’t care for this much. “Perhaps you don’t understand. You have 9 minutes. And that vibrator could go aaaaall night, and I have no problems with keeping it there and going out to get a bite to eat.” Lea looked up at the blonde and could see she was quite serious.
Lea resumed licking, but far more urgently; she would poke her tongue inside the taller girl, then drag it up her slit to lick over her clit. Dianna squealed and thrust her hips forward, riding Lea’s face. Lea went wild on Dianna, doing her best without fingers. It didn’t take long; Dianna was so close just from being in control. Dianna came after about 4 minutes, with a scream and a final thrust. She sat on Lea’s face, still gripping the headboard as she panted. She heard Lea groan something and realized the small girl probably couldn’t breathe.
Dianna flopped backwards, laying her body out on Lea, her head resting on the tan knee next to the vibrator. After a minute of collecting herself, Dianna sat up, ready to break the silence, happy to see that Lea had stayed silent because she hadn’t been commanded to speak. The blonde admired Lea’s wet face like a predator looking over its prey. Lea looked at her weakly. “L-lady Di…was that…satisfactory?” Dianna smirked.
“I suppose so. You’ve been an excellent slut, perhaps orgasms are in order?”
“Lady Di, please. Please, I need you Lady Di, I need you to fuck me so bad, please?” Lea practically screamed. Dianna rolled off Lea, and threw tan thighs over pale shoulders. Dianna kissed up the thighs slowly, feeling Lea quiver beneath her. She reached up to the vibrator, pulling it out and pushing it back in at her own leisure, driving Lea wild. She wrapped her lips around Lea’s stiff clit and sucked it lightly. Lea was groaning and writhing, desperate for an orgasm. Dianna hit the vibrator up a speed and started thrusting it faster. Lea was on the verge of something epic when Dianna pulled back and turned off the vibrator.
She turned towards the camera. “Now what’s the fun in that? Sluts need to be taught that nothing comes easy. Rather, sluts don’t cum easy. Lea, do you deserve to cum?”
Lea felt like she was going insane. “Lady Dianna, I-I-I…please, I need to cum, only you can make me cum like I need it.” She was thrusting her hips up desperately. Dianna again sucked on Lea’s clit, but this time she tossed the toy aside and thrust three fingers into the girl’s wet sex. “I want to feel you get tight around my fingers. I want to feel you cum because I let you cum. Does this feel good my little slut? Do I make a good ‘top’? Am I up to your standards?” Dianna questioned almost angrily, her fingers working like pistons. Lea nodded erratically, getting close to the edge again. “Say it Lea.”
“Lady Dianna!! You’re the best! I’m your little sub slut, you’re my dom, baby! LADY DIIIIIIIIIIIIII!” Lea shot her hips forward and Dianna had clamped her lips down on Lea’s clit for a third time, but this time stayed there, running her tongue in tight circles over the bundle of nerves. Lea thrashed with ecstasy, chanting “Lady Di” with conviction. Finally, after making sure ever aftershock was taken care of, Dianna withdrew her fingers and turned to the camera, sucking her fingers like a kid with a popsicle. “And that’s how to make a good little sub scream.”
The blonde ran her fingers lightly over Lea’s sensitive slit again, collecting moisture and admiring it while Lea stared at her with hooded eyes. Dianna smirked coldly, ran her finger along Lea’s sex once more and painted a “D” on the tan girl’s cheek.
“If you ever so much as think that I can’t be a top, if it ever enters that pretty little head of yours that I can’t own you, I want you to think about the orgasm you just had. And I want you to think of me riding your face. But most of all, think about how much of a good slut you are, that you let me ride your face and you let me tie you up.” Lea looked at her hungrily and nodded.
Dianna reached behind her for the vibrator, still wet from before, and turned it on low again, gently pushing it into Lea, whose eyes rolled back with pleasure. Dianna admired her handiwork for a few seconds before getting up and reaching for a shirt to put on. Lea stared at her in disbelief, but this time couldn’t control herself, she needed to speak. “Di, where are you going babe?”
Dianna turned around as she slid her underwear on and opened the door. “I’m gonna go make some pasta. I’ll let you enjoy that and think of me.” Lea gaped. “B-b-but I made you cum…in under 10 minutes!” Dianna pretended to think, then looked at the trembling brunette and giggled. “The perks of being dominant, slut…I don’t have to follow rules.” The blonde began to walk through the doorway before she stopped and turned her head.
“I’ll be back in 20 or so, maybe a half hour. Smile for the camera baby.” Dianna left.