Work Text:
Your breathing is labored and your muscles feel like they're on fire. You have no idea how long you have been running but it feels like hours. This was the longest time Natasha has taken to get to you and that only made your nerves rise higher. The only way you knew Natasha was still chasing you was from the loud banging on the metal pipes she was creating.
It was a terrifying cat-and-mouse game with her sometimes. She would purposely freak you out by creating loud noises or randomly grabbing onto you and making you scream in terror, only to let you escape so she could continue to hunt you down.
Although, she would sometimes cut the game short. Capturing you within minutes and having her way with you, her cute little toy.
You continue to run down a dark hallway, clutching onto the USB drive that your boss had given you. It had all the information Natasha needed and you are meant to protect it with your life.
Suddenly, the banging ceases to a stop and you freeze. You try to listen for Natasha's footsteps and when you hear nothing, you continue to run.
You can't control the grin that spreads across your face when you see a room with a window in it. You realise that you're going to escape before Natasha captures you and you know that's going to piss her off.
You quickly try to pry the window open and your heart drops when it doesn't move.
"Oh, silly girl. I thought you were smart enough to not fall for that." Natasha's mocking voice makes you turn in fear.
Natasha slams the door shut behind her and you hear it lock. Natasha takes a step towards you, causing you to take a step back.
Natasha pouts at you, "Don't be like that. Daddy's missed her sweet bunny,"
Natasha's eyes glance toward the USB drive you have in your hand and you quickly shove it into your pocket, "I believe you have something for me, baby." She holds her open hand out.
"It's not for you." Your voice comes out shakier than intended, making Natasha smirk.
"You know I don't like liars," Natasha tsks, "You can either give it to me willingly and I'll make this more enjoyable for you, or I'll take it forcibly and make it more painful but I'm sure you would enjoy that anyway, isn't that right, slut?"
You shake your head, "Get fucked, Nat."
Natasha's smirk immediately drops and she takes two long strides toward you. Your brain doesn't even register she slapped you until you hear the loud smack.
Tears are quick to fill your eyes and you stumble away from Natasha. Your hand coming up to soothe your red cheek.
"Awh, did daddy hurt you?" Natasha's faux sympathy is painfully obvious but you still nod shyly in reply.
"Good. Disrespect me or call me Nat again and I won't hesitate to have you crying over my lap with a bruised arse, is that clear?" Natasha's stern voice makes you shrink in fear.
"Yes, it's clear, daddy." You mumble softly.
Natasha shoves you roughly into the wall and starts to kiss your neck, "Good girl."
You let out a soft whimper as you feel Natasha marking you.
Natasha reaches into your pocket and pulls out the USB drive. You don't try to stop her, knowing that she will make your punishment worse.
"See, wasn't that hard, was it?" Natasha stares into your eyes, raising a brow.
"No, daddy."
Natasha hums and steps back from you, "Strip for me."
You quickly strip from your suit, leaving it to pool around your ankles. You aren't wearing a bra and Natasha's eyes immediately fall on your tits, making you fight the urge to cover yourself up.
You reach down to take your panties off but stop at Natasha's demand, "Keep them on."
Natasha kneels down in front of you and throws one of your legs over her shoulder. Your breath hitches in your throat as she moves your panties to the side, letting the cool air hit your hot cunt.
"You're so pathetically wet, bunny." Natasha drags two fingers through your folds and shows you her glistering fingers, "Is this all because daddy slapped you, hm? Did you like it? Tell me how much you liked it."
"I loved it when you slapped me, daddy. It made me so wet." You let out a loud moan when Natasha rewards you with two fingers, easily thrusting them into you with how wet you are.
Natasha curls her fingers to hit your sweet spot and her mouth is quick to wrap around your clit. You whimper softly and start to grind on her face.
Natasha was quick to bring you to the edge of your orgasm. "Daddy, I'm gonna cum, please, please let me."
Natasha is quick to pull her fingers out of you, and you whine loudly as your orgasm is ruined.
"Don't whine," Natasha scoffs, hitting your thigh softly and standing up.
"Well, don't edge me," You try to control your labored breathing.
"Drop the fucking attitude, bunny." Natasha's hand quickly wraps around your throat, making you gasp. She manhandles your body onto a table in the centre of the room.
The way you look up at Natasha with fearful eyes as she undid her suit makes her even hornier and desperate to ruin your pretty body.
"I-I can't take that. It's too big," Your eyes widen when you see the size of Natasha's cock spring from underneath her suit. It surprises you that you didn't notice it when you first saw her.
"You'll take it." Your hips buckle as Natasha grinds the head of the strap onto your clit, "See, baby? You're already so desperate for my cock. You don't even need lube from how fucking wet you are."
You shake your head and feel tears starting to run down your cheeks as Natasha starts to push herself into you. It was way bigger than what you would normally take and you desperately needed preparation for this size, but you knew Natasha wasn't going to give you that.
You subconsciously start to close your legs, making Natasha roughly open them. "Keep them open," She hisses, smiling when you mumbled out a quiet apology.
"Please, go slow." You shudder, feeling yourself stretch around Natasha to accommodate for her size.
Natasha hums. She was cruel but she wasn't cruel enough to make it unbearably painful for you.
With one final thrust, Natasha pushes the rest of her cock into you. She stills her hips for a moment, letting you catch your breath.
"It hurts," You cry out in discomfort.
Natasha's hand quickly comes to rub your hips in an attempt to soothe you. "I know, bunny. You're doing so well though." She leans down and scatters light kisses from your neck down to your tailbone.
After a few more moments, Natasha starts to move her hips. It's painful at first and you can't stop yourself from crying, but after a bit, it starts to feel pleasurable.
"Faster, please." You beg.
"But I thought you wanted slow?" Natasha grins when you whine in annoyance.
"Daddy..."
Natasha starts to thrust faster into you and you let out a whiney moan. Her fingers find your clit, rubbing it in quick tight circles, adding to the blissful pleasure.
You feel the coil in your stomach starts to tighten, "Please don't edge me. I'm so fucking close," You throw your head back against the table and moan.
"Beg."
"Please, daddy, please. Make me cum on you, please." Your knuckles are turning white from how hard you're gripping the table.
Natasha's hand taps your cheek, "Open and swallow." Your mouth obediently falls open and she spits into it, making you moan.
"You can cum now."
All you needed was to hear those four words and you were seeing stars. Natasha continues to pump into you until she has her own orgasm.
You quickly sit up and pull Natasha into a heated kiss. Your fingers pull at the hair on the back of her head to deepen the kiss.
"I have to go, baby." Natasha breaks the kiss and rests her forehead against yours.
"Just a little bit longer." You whisper but Natasha shakes her head and pulls away from you.
She slips her suit back on and tucks her strap away. She quickly helps you back into your own suit before giving you one final kiss.
"I'll see you again soon, okay?" Natasha takes hold of your hands and peppers kisses all over them.
You nod. You know you won't see each other for another two months but hearing her say those words give you a bit of hope you will see each other before then.
Natasha quickly leaves the room and you can hear her talking to somebody about how the mission was a success and how she has the USB drive.
Her words make you chuckle as you look down at the USB drive in your palms that you stole back from her. You knew she was going to be infuriated with you once she realised it was missing.