Disclaimer: Teen Titans isn't mine
Here's some (excessive?) lemony stuff. It's kind of strange from the first person pov, but whatever.
"Speech"
Telepathic speech
What's this? I got a package from someone. Hmm, it doesn't say who it's from and there's no return address. Actually, there's no stamp even...
Wait. Does that mean..?
I should probably take this inside before I open it up. Just in case there's something embarrassing inside...
I don't have any other mail, do I? Nope, nope, that's spam, that's garbage... fuck it, I'll look through that shit later. I want to see what's inside. I wonder if she sent me something...
Hrm. Maybe I should close the curtains too? Not that anyone's going to be walking by. It's already night. Whatever. Should I take this to the bathroom, or... nah. I'll just get a towel out here. The carpet in the living room should dull the sound anyway, if that package is what I think it is. Let's see...
What? There's a note inside. "Do you trust me?"
What kind of question is that? Well, least now I know it's from her. But why would she ask me something like that? And why would she send it to me in a note? Like, wouldn't she just come ask me herself? That's what she usually does... hmm. Rae usually does stuff for a reason. I wonder if this is some sort of trap, or trick, or something... or maybe she actually wants an answer?
Well...
"Do I trust her..."
I don't know. I mean, I don't think she's gonna hurt me or anything. Yeah, if she wanted to she'd have done it already. But somehow I just... I feel like she's trying to fuck with me or something. Like, what if this is some sort of huge prank or something? She's definitely fucking with me. She's - but I know she won't hurt me. She won't...
"Rae. Rae, you there?"
...
Damn, I'm pretty sure she's there, but she's... she probably wants an answer. Yeah, she used to do that a ton. Fuckin' bitch would ask a question, then ignore you until you answered her. Fuck.
"Well, um... I don't know. Maybe?"
...
Ugh. That's not gonna satisfy her. Let me guess, Raerae. It's the whole 'it's a yes or no question' thing. Hmph. How am I supposed to answer something like this?
"Rae, uh... hmm. Well, you haven't given me a reason to trust you..." how do I phrase it so that she doesn't get offended? Ugh, this is so hard. "...well, what I mean is, like, you just came back like two days ago and I knew we were close 'n all when we were kids, but... I don't know. You kind of freak me out a little... but I know you won't hurt me... it's just, I feel like you're up to something. Okay, strike that. You are up to something, but... I'm just not sure what, I guess, and it scares me a bit."
That was surprisingly honest.
"You bitch! I knew you were listening."
I'm glad you still remembered how we used to interact.
"You bitch..."
Relax, I bought you something nice. But before you opened it, I needed to know... well, never mind. We can go over this later.
"No, spill it."
Later.
"Raven-"
Well aren't you the stubborn one, kitten. Fine. Long story short, you need to trust me before we go on. You said it yourself, I'm not going to hurt you. Well, maybe a little, but you know... pain and pleasure go hand in hand.
"Oh, so that's what you have planned... Rae, that's, well..."
Scared?
"Well... no, not really... I mean, kinda, but- okay fine. I am. Happy?"
...
"Rae? Rae, hellooo, Raavennn..."
It's your choice, kitten. But understand this. If you choose to obey, it'll increase the chance that I'll come to see you. If not, then I'll wait a bit longer-
"You're such a tease!"
Although I'm curious. Why do you want to see me anyway?
...
Shit, that's a good question. Damn, why do I even... I mean, it's not like I'm like randomly obsessed with her anyway, but I have been thinking about her a lot these past two days. Like, you know... that dream... and I guess I was kinda disappointed when she didn't come to see me again on Friday. Huh. I wonder why. I mean, it's not like it's 'cause we were once friends, right? Otherwise I'd be excited to see Cy, or BB, or bird fart, or any of the others when they come to visit, but I kinda don't care about them anymore. I wonder...
I don't need an answer to that just now. But I do want to know if you're willing to leave yourself helpless for tonight.
"Helpless? What do you mean by- Rae, what if someone comes and-"
You're mine, and don't you forget that. Being mine also means that you're mine to protect. Nobody's going to hurt you. And if someone tries...
"But Rae- Rae, you're scaring me... helpless? Like, how helpless, like..."
Well, open that box and see.
Hmm, well. Holy shit. That's a lot of-
"Shit, Rae. I didn't know you were into BDSM. Umm... but..."
Freaked out already?
"No! No, nonono, it's just... well, it surprised me!"
Are you willing or not?
"I- I... I... ugh. Rae, I don't know why, but we both know it. I want to see you, and I know you won't hurt me. So... I guess... just do what you want?"
... she's not responding. Does that mean that- oh shit, what's that coming out of the ground? Are those black tentacles? Holy shit, as if... oh wait, no, they're just going toward the box. Okay. I wonder what she's up to...
You might want to get out of those clothes quickly before I tear them off of you.
"Wait! Wait, I actually like this shirt! You didn't even give me a chance-"
Make it fast.
"Y-Yes ma'am - I mean mistress, I mean- ugh, there, okay, happy?"
And the leggings?
"Shit, right. Forgot about that. There. Nothing but my birthday suit. Happy, you bitch?"
Hmph. Hope you're ready.
Ready? Ready for- oh god, are those nipple clamps with spikes on them? I thought she said she wasn't going to hurt me! I thought - and oh no, she wants to chain me up already? But I-
Stop squirming and I'll be able to adjust these things properly.
Calm down, Jinx. Calm down. She's not gonna hurt me. She won't hurt me. She won't... okay, so she's just handcuffing my arms behind my back. That's fine. Been through that plenty o' times. No big deal.
Good. Now lay back and spread your legs. Lift your hips up a little. Just a little. There, comfy?
Great. Chaining my ankles and knees so I can't even move. It doesn't hurt right now, but... oh god, and she still wants to use those clamps. Those things look like they'll, oh god... oh no-
"Rae, Rae, that's - the spikes! The spikes, they'll - ah, no- hah, hnn, mm-"
Ughhh. Holy shit... oh my god, it hurts, but at the same time, it - fuck, is that my blood? Fuck, what is this bitch trying to do to me? Oh god, oh god-
Sorry kitten, but I'm going to have to curb your mewling a bit. Wouldn't want the people below you to hear you...
Shit, is that a gag? But what if I need to tell her to stop? What if-
"Rae! Rae- mmpf- r- got- tel- plea-"
Calm down, dear. You're getting so excited already and we've hardly even begun.
"B-u- my-bloo-"
I'll heal it later. Does it really hurt that much?
"I-mm, nn..."
See? Quit thrashing and it actually feels nice, doesn't it? Now, hold still. This one will actually hurt if I miss.
Another clamp? But she already - oh god, she wants to put it down there? But I- oh no, Rae, Rae, aahhh, Rae!
"Mmmmm - nngghhh - Ra-"
Fuck fuck fuck fuck, motherfucking... I can't even tell whether it hurts or feels good anymore. Fuck, it hurts, but it hurts so good... shit, no, she wants more? Those are... pads, you know, the kind that you hook up to one of those machine thingies that send electric shocks- how many is she gonna put on me? And one more thing... a vibrator? Okay, I can deal with that at least... as long as my body doesn't give out from everything else. Fuck. Too much stimulation...
Shit, I need to relax. If I stay tense like this I'll cum in no time. I gotta hold out-
Sit tight, this'll hurt for just a sec.
The fuck, what's she trying to do?
"Rr- wha?"
Here it comes.
What's she - oh no, the electric shocks, Rae, you bitch!
"Ra- mmm- mmm - nnnn! Ahhhh! Nnnngh-"
Fuck fuck fuck, shit, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum-
"Ahhhnnn- R- ven! Ra-"
...
...
Fuck. Fuck, she's not stopping - the shocks are coming again, shit, I'm gonna cum again. "Ra- stop- mmpf- I- beg-"
Begging for more already, kitten?
"No-"
Fuck fuck, it's coming!
...
"Rae- nngh..."
Aww, don't cry, kitten. Here, I'll make it feel good again.
The fuck? No, what are you doing? No, stop, stop!
"Mmm- mmmm! Nnnnnn!"
...
God, how many times have I cum so far? I lost track at five... and I've already soaked through this towel and ugh, I'm probably sweaty and stinky, and ugh. But she's still not letting me down!
"Ra-ven-*pant*- at least *pant*- *pant*"
Can't even make coherent sentences anymore? Well, that's okay, I know what you want. I'll remove that gag so you can breathe.
... "You bitch! I thought I was gonna die from cumming too much! And at least you could get me another towel so I can wipe this sticky mess off of me and-"
But it's your own stuff anyway. Why do you care?
"It's all over me! And it smells and-"
Hmph. You've got a lot of stamina if you can still yell like that. Looks like we still have a while to go.
"Ughh..."
God, even my back is all wet and she still wants to do more? I don't think I can handle much more... I already feel kinda dizzy and I'm so sore... and shit, is that what I think it is?
It is. You're familiar with the term double penetration, are you not?
"Rae, that's not gonna fit! Even you have to realize that! It's too big!"
Muscles are surprisingly flexible, you know. And the best part it, this one's a vibrator too.
"You have got to be kidding me..."
If you thought you were going to die earlier, just wait until you experience this.
"That's not a good thing! Raven!"
And by the way, I do like the sound of you screaming my name, but it would be better if you could keep it down a bit. Or the gag might be necessary.
"Nnngh- hah- I - can't - mmmm - it's - ahhh..."
Came again already? That was fast.
"Ravenn... I'm... gonna..."
Tired?
"Nooo... not at all..."
I'm sure you're not. But just to be clear, I don't intend to stop until you pass out. Which doesn't look like it's happening any time soon. Oh, and I can tell if you try to play dead, so don't try that either.
"Ugh... can I... at least... have a moment... to breathe?"
Nope. Here it comes.
...
I don't even know what's going on anymore. I can't think - my head hurts. I think I can hear myself screaming, but it's muffled by the gag, and I think I'm about to lose it anyway. It doesn't even hurt or feel good, or anything anymore. It's just... a mass of sensation, and fuck, my nerves can't handle it. I can't handle it. I... I'm going to...
I'm so tired... I can't... handle it anymore...
Sleep, kitten, sleep.
Where's that voice coming from? Who is it? It sounds nice...
Sleep. You deserve it.
I deserve sleep...
Okay. Whatever you say. Goodnight...