🌟bILLIE eILISH smut 🌟

Possessive Dom (Dom Billie) (B.E.)

Dom B requested by : - @Shangail5

Use of mistress, degrading, humiliation, Dom/Sub

Y/N sat on her knees with her eyes trained downwards towards the floor beneath her body.

She could hear soft footsteps gradually getting closer and eventually she could see a slight shadow of a figure standing above and infront of her.

"Eyes up." The person told her and Y/N glanced up into her dom's eyes.

Staring back at her was piercing, blue eyes.

"Do you know what you've done today?" Billie asked and Y/N gains a slight frown.

"No, Billie." Y/N's collar shined. The collar with Billie's  initials on it and the diamonds surrounding it. It was Billie's way of claiming Y/N. It was the collar that let Y/N stop calling Billie mistress but, instead, by her name. Yet, today that collar didn't seem to work.

"Would you like me to tell you what you've done, Y/N?" Billie asked with a certain tone that made Y/N wet. So authoritative and demanding.

"Yes, Billie. Is it something bad?"

"Is it something bad?" Billie scoffed but opted for staying calm.

"You tell me. You submitted to someone else. They ordered you a command and you immediately obeyed as if I weren't there—as if I don't own you and you're not my submissive."

Y/N's eyes fluttered as she recalled the memory. She didn't see any specific emotion on Billie's face but how she was talking about it and bringing it up now obviously meant she didn't like it at the time.

"I...I'm sorry, Billie—"

Billie grabs a handful of Y/N's hair and yanks her head back. Y/N gasps and widens her eyes.

"I even collared you. You're collared with my initial and you still fucking obey someone else? Pathetic. Maybe I should take away your collar—"

"No! Please, Billie... Please don't, don't take my collar. I-I need it," Y/N suddenly began begging whilst Billie released her grip on her hair.

"Bad girls don't deserve nice things."

"He-he told me to—"

"It's not about what he told you to do. It's about the fact you instantly dropped what you were doing—what I ordered you to do—and followed his order." Billie corrected Y/N before she could even finish.

Billie leans her hand down and squashes Y/N's cheeks together, forming a pout on Y/N's lips.

She stares deeply into Y/N's eyes and Y/N cowers below her. Y/N squirmed slightly and softened her eyes while they held submission.

"Over my lap."

Billie walks over to the edge of the bed in their room and sits on it.

Y/N instantly rose to her feet and unclasped her hands from behind her back. Billie's eyes locked onto Y/N and Y/N kept her own eyes down on the ground as she made her way to Billie hurriedly in order to please her.

"Didn't I tell you eyes up?" Y/N glances up and nods while stopping in front of Billie.

"Yes, Billie. I'm sorry, Billie." Y/N apologized before returning to lay over Billie's lap.

Y/N lays spread on her lap and rests her hands on the bed.

Billie rubs her hand over Y/N's naked backside. Y/N jumps slightly at a light slap.

"Do you think you deserve a punishment?"

Billie opened her mouth to respond but thought about her words before speaking them.