Relationship: JiU x Reader

Categories: Smut, Fluff

Tags: dom/sub, dom JiU, sub reader, degradation and praise kink, many pet names, strap-on, bdsm, rough sex, fingering, oral sex, aftercare, eventual fluff

Word count: 5465

Summary: JiU wants to use her girlfriend, the reader, for the night, who also happens to be her submissive sexdoll

A/N: for every person that has ever asked a violent JiU, especially after the 'Monster' special clip... (this was written a long time ago)

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"Get ready." Those were Jiu's last words before she left the room, leaving you there alone. You knew all too well what that phrase meant. She was particularly horny tonight.

A few minutes after leaving, she came back and found you, nervous, sitting on your chair, completely naked. She didn't even smile, not letting any emotion show on her face. Her wavy pink hair was tied in a ponytail on top of her head. Her chest and arms were covered by a black velvet dress. It reached halfway up her neck, and black sheer veils half-hid her legs. Her shoes were just as dark as the rest of her outfit, hiding part of her thin calves. The bottom of the shoes was thick, high, and the heel was even more so. Moreover, her make-up completed perfectly her look of femme fatale.

She walked up to you with undeniable elegance, and her cold expression sent shivers down your spine. Once she reached you, Jiu looked down at you. Her finger slipped under your chin to lift your face. Her gaze quickly alternated between your two eyes, before she asked you, "Tonight's safe word?"

"Red," you shyly answered.

"All right. Try not to forget it." Then she paused and ordered you, "Kneel down." Without delay, you complied, abruptly placing your knees on the ground after you stood up. Your face was pointed upwards so that you could continue to observe her. Her beauty was incredible and her aura impressed you. So you just obeyed her, proud to be her partner. Her shoes clicked on the floor as she stepped aside for a moment. She grabbed an object that you knew very well in her slender hands. Jiu returned to your side and you moved your hands forward so that she could trap them in the handcuffs she had just retrieved. She framed your wrists with them, but not too tightly.

She looked at your miserable body, helpless, naked, and at her mercy. You were surprised to hear her laugh. "You're pathetic," she spat at you with an amused smile.

You loved hearing those words. Then her foot landed on your chest, pushing you backwards. With the restrained movements of your hands, you almost fell completely on your back, but your knees kept your balance. However, she put more force into her leg, lowering you even more. You soon found yourself lying completely on your back, your legs clenching reflexively, as if looking for protection. Although her charisma overwhelmed you, you tried not to leave her dark eyes.

Once you were lying on the floor, she pressed her thick heels against your body again. Jiu sometimes passed them very close to your face. It was the first time you had seen them and they were completely clean, so you thought they must be new.

She spent many minutes just stepping on you, leaving marks on your skin. Surely you would have bruises, red marks, but you didn't care. What mattered was the moment, Jiu crushing you, and you being pitiful. You loved that feeling.

Your eyes were firmly closed, and your face tensed with every touch. It was painful yet so pleasant.

When your dominant was satisfied, she rested her feet on the floor and ordered, "Stand up." Your aching body barely responded, and when you tried to get up without the help of your restrained arms, you fell back with a frustrated sigh. "I said get up," she repeated. Her tone was harsher because Jiu hated disobedience, and you knew she didn't give a shit that your abilities were limited. Gathering all your strength, you were finally able to get back on your knees. "Good."

She grabbed your face with one of her hands and bent down to reach your lips. Her kiss was unrestrained, wild, burning. Her tongue came to seek yours very quickly. Then, her hand went down on your neck to catch it firmly. Thanks to her strength and your legs which followed, you found yourself upright quickly.

Then she left your mouth and slid her fingers down, over your collarbones and between your breasts. You shuddered.

Caressing you, she moved forward, silently forcing you backwards, until your legs caught the big mattress. However, she didn't stop, staring at you with her eyes filled with darkness, with lust. That look turned you on so much that your legs rubbed together, barely able to contain all that desire. Then Jiu kept pushing you, this time to make you lay down on the bed.

Without waiting, she climbed onto the bed in turn and stroked your body aggressively. All her gestures were impatient, almost bestial. From time to time, she placed quick kisses on your skin. Her mouth ended up on your neck, where your dominant did not refrain from marking you, leaving several small purplish marks on your skin. Under all her actions, your body jerked from time to time.

Her tongue guided her to your center. The closer she got to it, the more uncontrollable your breathing became.

Her hands gripped your thighs tightly, her fingers digging into your skin. Her tongue slid over your folds, lifting your back in an arc. Each of her gestures was naturally wild, aggressive. Everything lacked gentleness. Yet you loved every time she touched and kissed you.

Jiu licked you then, tasting you directly. Then, brutally, she pushed two fingers between your folds. Her gesture made you let a groan leave your mouth. "I am preparing you. Nice and wet for your Mistress, mh? I'll give you no rest, tonight will be the biggest toy." She was going to defile you. Touching you, stimulating you roughly, acting abruptly. You were used to the nature of your games and you loved it. Your noises were getting louder, but before you could say anything, Jiu warned you, "I didn't allow you to cum. I know what a desperate whore you are, but you are my whore and it's up to me."

At these words, she stopped hitting your walls and took out her fingers. She brought them to your face and, knowing what she wanted, you opened your mouth and wrapped your tongue around them.

Once she was satisfied with your cleaning, Jiu took her hand away from your mouth and slapped you. "A real bitch," she let out. The impact was violent and warm. Suddenly, without indicating anything to you, she moved away from you. Since your energy was already low, you were lying down and your arms were restricted, you didn't even try to find out what she was doing. You would know eventually anyway.

It was soon enough that the sound of her heels came closer to the bed again. Looking up slightly, you saw the obvious change: she had indeed brought the biggest toy. You guessed now that the small amount of time she had been away had been necessary to undress and put on the strap-on. Seeing her size, you were intimidated. It wasn't the first time you'd picked it up, but its width and length were extraordinary.

In front of your wide-open eyes, she was smiling. Her dark and mischievous look was mocking. "You can take that for me, right? You'll have to."

"Yes, Mistress," you confirmed.

Jiu grabbed your thighs and then she pulled them apart. Her right hand released her grip to return to your core. You felt a finger enter. "A finger," she described. She moved it inside you and then... "Two fingers." And her gesture followed her words. "You can take a third, can't you?" And a third inserted you. "Of course you can, you bitch." Then she pulled them all out. She stroked your soaked folds, teasing you. Her hand slapped. Your body shook.

Your breathing was out of control, your hair a mess, your forehead sweaty, your hands behind your back. And Jiu loved the sight. She smiled without looking away for a moment. You were sure you had already stained the sheets by then, noticing your wetness.

While her left hand still held your thigh very firmly, her second palm brushed your inner thigh. This one slapped your skin again. "I hope you're ready, doll." She slid the strap-on over your lips. Then you felt the tip penetrate you. You couldn't help but scream. "I'm starting slow."

Even though she was degrading you most of the time, her affection for you showed itself.

And her actions reflected her words. To get you used to her breadth, her movements were slow. When the noises you were making were more and more inaudible, she sped up.

Gradually, all that could be heard were the sounds of silicone slapping against your slippery walls. From time to time, grunts from Jiu could be heard. You let go completely, you were not lucid at all. "Fucking you, using you like a hole that only needs to be filled... I'm doing it for me. And yet you like it. You really are a whore." She slapped your thigh. "I insult you, despise you, fuck you... And you enjoy it. You're really pathetic." Her fingers grabbed your thighs to hold on to, allowing her to sink even deeper inside you.

"Please... S-Slow down, I'm gonna–," you started

"Why would I do that? It's up to me, doll."

As if to provoke you, she increased the speed of her blows. With the strap-on, she knew where to aim. She knew where to hit so that your body arches, shudders. She knew where to touch so that, finally, an orgasm cut your breath.

Jiu felt your body falling back on the sheets and stopped her movements. "Fuck...," she breathed. Her hands loosened their pressure around your thighs, leaving an obvious trail of her fingers. "You slut...Come here."

It was hard to muster your strength; your body had just been shaken too much. Plus, your bound arms were no help. And Jiu knew that, so she was thoughtful enough to place a hand under your back to lift you up and get to your mouth. Finally, she kissed you. You struggled to return the kiss, but you tried to move your lips right against hers. Since they were half-open, Jiu had no trouble sliding her tongue over yours. It was quick, rushed, and your lack of lucidity slowed down your responsiveness.

Panting, you pulled away from her lips. She pressed her forehead to yours, almost as breathless as you were. "I'm going to pull away now, okay?" Jiu warned. Now that she had been able to let loose on you and use you as she wished, she was already becoming a little more tender. Slowly, she pulled back from you to take out the now soaked strap-on.

A sigh escaped your mouth and your eyes closed. Without you paying attention, you guessed that she was separating from the strap-on. You took this time to catch your breath and recover from your orgasm.

Although you thought it was over, a giggle brought you out of your rest, "You think it's over, doll?" She asked "You're my sexdoll and I'm not done with you yet." Your eyes were still closed, you weren't ready to take anything back yet and you heard her moving in front of the bed.

Curious, you directed your gaze towards her to find her completely naked while she was still partially dressed a few moments ago. At the beauty of her body, you tried to hold back a smile. Almost coming out of her hard character, you thought you saw a tender glint in her dark eyes. However, she quickly recovered and demanded, "Get off the bed, come here."

You complied as best you could, until you put your feet on the carpet in front of the bed. In this position, you felt liquid running down your legs, witness of your previous arousal. "Give me your hands, bitch," Jiu ordered. Intrigued, you moved your wrists toward her and she unhooked the cuffs to free you. It was nice to be restrained, but it was also very nice once it was over. "On your knees."

You were really surprised that she was still using you after soiling you so much, but you were still determined to obey her. Plus, you knew you could use the safe word if it was too much. Stretching your free wrists, you dropped to the floor right in front of her. "You think you deserve to lick me?" Jiu asked.

"Y-Yes..." You responded.

"No, doll." She denied. "You don't deserve it. Whores like you don't deserve anything. But I...I decided to be nice anyway." Even though her speech might have sounded ironic, you loved hearing her talk to you like that. "Look how wet I am from your bullshit. Make amends by swallowing every last drop of it. You won't stop until you do."

You didn't answer anything, almost already focused on your task, but she was waiting. "Is that clear, bitch?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"You are allowed to touch yourself if it helps you, but I don't allow you to put your hands on me."

"Yes, Mistress," you repeated. And you obeyed her. You put your mouth on her pussy and saw immediately how your whole session up to that point had really turned her on. You tasted her, felt her, as close to her as possible.

As she had allowed you, you decided to take advantage of it and slid your hand to your core to caress yourself. You sighed against her warm flesh, tasting her with pleasure. You could hear how pleased she seemed to be with your work. Without a word, you alternated between quick licks and kisses on her clit, not forgetting your initial task: swallowing everything. When your tongue penetrated her, you felt her legs trembling, and her walls tightening around your muscle: she was about to cum, and so were you.

"Keep it up, doll," Jiu encouraged you. A grunt left her mouth. Finally, she had cum. You swallowed all you could one last time before pulling your face away from her body and accelerating your wrist movements on your own clit. When you reached orgasm, you almost sprawled on the floor, but Jiu's encouraging look kept you in check. "My doll is so desperate..." She placed a surprisingly gentle hand on your cheek. She did not slap you, but caressed your skin. "Stand up and kiss me."

With the strength of your arms, you tried to lift your sore and tired body but it was complicated. Now that lust was behind you, the weight of her shoes that she had placed on you was starting to hurt. Your whole body was aching. Your legs were still shaking, your thighs were burning, your chest was hurting. And you loved it.

You guessed Jiu felt sorry for you, because she used her two arms to support you and make you stand. To prevent you from collapsing, she wrapped her arms around your waist. An embrace? Then it meant that the session was over.

As promised, you came to pick up her lips, however with a certain lack of energy. But she answered with the same laziness, tightening you against her. Considering that your session was indeed finished, you allowed yourself to put your hands on her neck to gently deepen the kiss.

Her breathing was finally much slower, and with a smile she said, "I'm proud of you, my love. You deserve to rest now. It's over, rest. I'm so proud of you." You smiled too, but too exhausted for anything, you simply trusted her strength and let yourself fall completely into her arms, your head in the crook of her neck.

"Do you want to take a shower?" She finally spoke again.

You knew that you would be unable to do so, despite your best efforts, so you proposed an alternative solution, "Later. A little nap first."

"Sure. Whatever you want." She directed you to the bed, a foot away from you, and even laid you down under the sheets even though you weren't in an ideal state. It showed how much she cared about your well-being: you might have been about to stain her side of the bed, but she preferred to ignore that to take care of you. "I'll be back to wake you up in thirty minutes, is that okay? I'll take my makeup off."

"Mmh, thanks." You nodded with a smile, your eyes already closed. You were soon swept away by sleep.

"My love?" Jiu's voice had clearly softened since the end of the session, she was almost like someone else. Although her apostrophe had been enough to wake you up, you gave her no sign of it. Then, determined to wake you up, you felt her sit on the bed next to you. The back of her index finger brushed your cheek and she repeated a little louder, "My love?" You grumbled with a frown, hiding yourself even more under the sheets. She giggled, and it sounded like a melody to your ears. "Come on, we'll take a shower," she announced tenderly.

"We?" You repeated. "As in 'we, both of us'?"

"Of course," JiU happily answered. "I have to take care of my doll." Instantly, you pushed the comforter away from your body and opened your eyes wide. Your actions drew another chuckle from her, stretching your lips into a wide smile. The butterflies in your stomach fluttered every time you heard her laugh like that. It sounded so pure, so clear, so beautiful.

To continue your innocent silliness and make her laugh again, you took the initiative to get up suddenly and hurry to the bathroom, but a sudden dizziness caused you to lose your balance and you almost fell to the floor. Fortunately, Jiu was near you and had the reflex to catch you. "Take it easy, my love. Be careful."

"Yes, yes...," You grumbled, sulking. You got up and, when you saw her, you noticed that she hadn't put her clothes on at all.

She guessed where your gaze had been and cut you off, "Come on, get out of here, don't make me have to carry you to the shower." Very attracted by the idea, your smile widened and your mischievous eyes attached to her. "No," she refused, with a falsely serious tone. "Scram!" She laughed again and you went ahead, giving her the opportunity to look at the back of your naked body.

Once in the shower, Jiu closed the door behind her and turned on the hot water. You let out a sigh of relief when it made contact with your skin. The look on your lover's face was filled with tenderness. Being looked at like that was not given to everyone, and even less to be loved like that... "Let me take care of you, my love," she said.

She grabbed the bottle of shower gel and dripped it into the palm of her hand. Then, she rubbed her two palms before putting them on your shoulders. Once on your body, she went through it with the will to take care of it, to clean it, to cherish it gently. All the lust was behind both of you and it remained only the tenderness and the love which united you.

Her hands went over the whole length of your arms. Then, she caressed your breasts, your belly, and all the surface of your back.

After taking more shower gel, she knelt down in front of you to wash your lower body. With great affection, she glided over your buttocks, thighs and down to your ankles without leaving a single square inch alone.

Jiu asked you to lean against the shower, and, fully crouched, she grabbed one of your feet to clean it. Her loving, focused face was indisputably beautiful. After taking care of the second one, she stood up, and you left her no choice but to do exactly the same for her. So, in turn, you cleaned JiU's body with great care and precision. Finally, before rinsing perfectly, you took her in your arms. You had interrupted your shower to hug her with all the strength you had left. Her wet cheek stuck to your soaked hair and her fingers got lost in it.

Without paying attention to the time that passed, you enjoyed the warmth of her body, the happiness of feeling her chest against yours, the soothing sound of hearing her heartbeat, lulled by the stream of water.

"Are you okay with our matching bunny pajamas?" she asked you, her dried body hidden by a towel in front of your closet.

"Yes!" You consented. She dressed under your admiring gaze and helped you put on your clothes, before taking your hand and pulling you towards the bed.

You positioned yourselves under the comforter, deliberately avoiding the place where you had slightly stained the sheets. Once you were lying down, Jiu exhaled deeply with a big smile. "I can finally hold you. I didn't want to leave you without after care anyway. My lovely doll... I'm so proud of you."

Your head on her chest, her longs arms wrapped around your back, you smiled like a fool as you listened to what she was saying. You felt so safe in this position. Under the comforter, in her arms, so close to her heart. Everything was soothing.

"I love you, Jiu," you answered. One of her hands went up to your head to stroke your hair.

"I love you too."

Although your night had been long and quiet, your body was very sore. You grumbled and looked for Jiu with your hands. However, she was not there. She had already left the bed. To confirm your assumption, you opened your eyes and discovered that you were indeed alone under the comforter.

Then, you saw writing on your arm. It looked like lipstick, and it had been used by Jiu to mark you: all along your exposed forearm was written "my doll" with a heart drawn on your hand.

She had marked you, marked her belonging, marked by her pretty handwriting. You couldn't help but smile when you saw how she treated you. You were so proud to be her doll. So proud that she was your Mistress. Even when you weren't playing, she knew how to fill you up. You were so complementary. Your sexual and romantic needs complemented each other perfectly.

From where you were, you could hear noises in the kitchen. Jiu was cooking you a meal, probably. And you wanted to join her. So you leaned your arms against the mattress to get up, but a huge pain gripped your leg. You had a cramp and couldn't prevent yourself from screaming.

The sound that escaped you worried Jiu, who came running into the room. Her eyes were wide and frightened. She had not left her pajamas with the rabbit pattern, the only difference from last night was the bun that sat on her head.

"Are you okay?" She asked. She walked over to the bed at once and stroked your tense face. You winced but didn't scream anymore, holding your leg with both hands.

"I have a cramp..." Her gaze finally spun to the source of your pain. She added her hands to yours and massaged your muscle, trying to relax it.

"It's okay," she said. "It's okay..." Eventually, the cramp subsided and you were able to release the pressure.

You breathed out a deep breath and closed your eyes. "Thank you Jiu."

"Does it hurt anywhere else? You have a lot of bruises." Even though she was concerned about your condition, you could hear a smile in her voice. She wanted to take care of you but was very proud of what she had done to you.

"It's okay. I'd like the ointment but I'll be fine."

"Sure," she understood. "I'm going back to the kitchen real quick and I'll stop by the bathroom. I'll be right there, doll."

She came out of the room as quickly as when she had entered. After a few minutes, probably the time to avoid burning the house down, Jiu came back to the bed that you still hadn't left.

In her hand was the tube of the cream you had asked her for. She climbed onto the bed, laid you on your back and straddled your legs. She put the object down for a few moments to put her hands on your hips. They slipped gently under your shirt.

"Do you mind?" She gently asked. After seeing you nod, her fingers grabbed your top to remove it. You were now under her, half naked. The corners of her mouth lifted and you noticed that she was also taking the opportunity to leer at you. When a slight giggle reached her ears, her gaze returned to yours and her smile widened even more.

Finally, she took the gel back, removed the cap and put some on her fingertip.

You had a bruise on your shoulder, and instead of applying the cream directly, she kissed the bruise. Her soft lips made you shiver.

You wanted to touch her. You wanted to put your hands on her body, to touch her skin. So you raised your arms to wrap them around her back. However, a petty Jiu stopped your movements. She used her own hand to pull you away from her body.

"What makes you think I allowed you to touch me?" She warned you. Intimidated, you did not answer her while she held your wrist over your head. In this position, she could see her handwriting. Remembering her work, she smiled. She gently placed her lips on your forehead before continuing. The cold gel on her index finger finally settled on your shoulder. As the shock of temperature drew a slight moan from you, Jiu chuckled.

Then, moving down your arm, she kissed the next bruise. In the same way, she spread the ointment on it.

Tenderly, she treated each of your bruises with the same care and attention. You felt loved under her actions.

However, when she had to deal with the bruises on your chest, her tongue teased you. Instead of just kissing the wound, Jiu came and licked your nipple. She was enjoying treating you like this, so slowly. You heard her giggle as she took the second one in her mouth. Your breathing was quickening but you were trying to keep your growing desire in check.

Finally, when she finished applying the ointment to all the bruises on your upper body, she moved away. Jiu this time lay on her stomach after spreading your legs, her shoulders between your feet. After having received your agreement, she deprived you of the bottom of your pyjamas. She immediately noticed that you were not wearing any underwear underneath. By reflex, her tongue moistened her lip. However, although you were completely naked in front of her, she tried to contain herself.

In a similar fashion, she gently kissed your bruises before spreading the fresh ointment on them. When she was done, she dropped the tube on the bed as far away from you as possible. She remained silent but did not take her eyes off your body. You could see how her eyes were devouring you, but she did nothing.

"Jiu...," you whispered.

Cut off from her thoughts, her gaze landed on yours. "Sorry," she began apologetically, "I–"

"Go ahead, Jiu. Please, I want you."

She seemed surprised for a moment but eventually smiled at you. "Mh? Really? And... What exactly do you want? Tell me, doll."

"I w-want... I want you to lick me," you admitted. "But I need you to go slow."

"Of course, my love. With pleasure." Occasionally, there were even times when Jiu could be so gentle during sex. Even though her specialty was still degradation, it was possible that your desires would converge and you would do something else. Right now, you couldn't take the kind of beastly violence you had seen last night. You wanted to rest but Jiu's face so close to your core was giving you too many ideas.

"Tell me if I hurt you," she warned. She went back to lying on her stomach between your legs and put her arms under your thighs to hold your hips with her hands. Gently, she pecked your clit. Then, her tongue passed over your folds, collecting all the liquid that your body had already made.

From time to time she would speed up her movements but seemed to remember your request and made sure to be as tender as possible. You wanted to grab something but didn't know how to keep your hands busy. So your fingers sought hers and one of her hands left your waist to trap yours against the mattress. Your nails dug into her skin but she didn't seem to mind. On the contrary, she was encouraged to continue.

This morning, you weren't particularly loud. Instead, you were melting under her touch, under the slow, tender warmth of her tongue. She was making you feel good. It was just an extension of her affection, a different way of caring for you that wasn't detached from her feelings. Jiu was in love with you. Her hand squeezing you was in love with you. Her mouth around your folds was in love with you. Her tender eyes were in love with you.

It was by being deeply loved that you came, taking nothing away from the purity of the moment. She kissed your folds one last time before putting her head on your stomach and holding you close. "I'm proud of you, my love. I love you," And her lips brushed your belly as she said this. You were breathing hard, trying to come down from your orgasm, unable to communicate with words. Her hand was still holding your so you decided to squeeze it to share you gratefulness.

After a few short minutes of rest, Jiu pulled your arm to get your attention. "I think our food has gotten cold. We should go."

To show your agreement, you peeled your sweaty back off the mattress and stood up straight. Without letting go of your hand, she headed for the kitchen.

"Wait." Jiu was leading you toward what she had cooked, but one thing bothered you. "Let me get dressed, though!" you pretended to pout and she laughed as she realized she was walking you around naked.

"Sorry! Go ahead, get dressed. I'll set the table." After putting on your pajamas again, you sat at your table watching Jiu bring your meal. "Since it was already late," she explained, "I pretended it was our lunch. And considering how long you've been in bed... I think it's perfectly time."

"Hey! Whose fault is that? You're the one who held me up...," you mumbled with a pout. Jiu giggled, placed a kiss on your forehead and served your plate with the rice she had cooked. She also added two cooked eggs on top. It was only then that you realized how hungry you were.

As you placed the fork in your mouth, you realized that she was right about the heat of the dish. "It's lukewarm... It's your fault..." you complained, sulking falsely under Jiu's gentle gaze.

"Okay, so next time I won't do anything at all and let my doll starve," she teased you with a big smile.

"Pfft that's not fair..." Although you were teasing her on purpose, the food was actually really good and it was really nice to eat after all the intensity of your intimate moments that were digging into the appetite.

Since you had almost devoured your plate, you finished eating before Jiu. So, without leaving your will to tease her, you got up from your chair and stood behind her. You wrapped your arms around her chest and kissed her cheek. "Thank you Jiu, it was very good." The other cheek.

"Come here," she demanded. She patted her thigh to indicate where she wanted you to be. Her serious tone made the excitement inside you rise. Naturally, hearing her order you around put a smile on your face. So, with great enthusiasm, you sat on her thighs. She wrapped her free arm around your belly to hold you down and kept eating normally.

When her plate was empty, she rested her head against your shoulder and held you close with both arms. Feeling safe, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath. You were in the best possible place. "My love?" she called to you.

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"I love you too, Jiu." In her arms, you were smiling like a fool.