[Chapter Limit - Complete] The Dimitrescus x FEMALE!Reader One-Shots

Castle of Switches pt. 2

warning(s): NSFW/smut, mistress/pet kink, mommy kink, more teasing of isa's horns and tail, edging/orgasm denial/control, oral sex, strap-ons, biting/marking, and more <3

reader uses she/they pronouns
isa's pronouns are they/them only

4k words of smut 🕺🏽 bela x isa x reader 🕺🏽

It had been days since you slept with Isa — constantly touching where you knew their horns or tail resided, whispering in a voice that only they could hear while they made meals, and even, finally, giving them some of the attention they required whenever the two of you were alone. But that didn't happen at breakfast. Or even lunch. As a matter of fact, you hadn't seen Isa all day. Concern started to bubble up inside of you as you slipped out of the room you were cleaning, making your way toward Isa's room.

The muffled sob of 'Please' that came from Isa's room sent your body into a panic. When you opened the door, however, the scene before you made you freeze. Isa was bound to a chair, legs forced to stay apart via the ropes, while lady Bela planted kisses on their inner thigh. Her eyes locked with yours and for a moment, you thought she would kill you on the spot. Until Isa whimpered and rolled their hips as best they could in their position.

"Hm?" Bela's gaze softened before shifting toward Isa, rubbing soothing circles on their thigh. "Use your words."

A whine was pulled from Isa as they locked eyes with you. "I kn-know I-I should've asked for per-permission before I le-let mommy touch m-me but... Pl-please mistress... Let her jo-join? Want you both!"

"Only if she gets in here and shuts the door so others don't see the state I've had my little bat in for so long."

You snapped out of your shock when Bela spoke again — doing as she said before making your way to her side. Isa moaned and tossed their head back when Bea went to work between their thighs, tears streaming down their cheeks as whimpers and begs left the demigod. You gripped their jaw and pulled them in for a sloppy kiss, their moans allowing you to freely explore their mouth.

A loud, frustrated whine left Isa in the middle of the kiss, making you pull back and find out the source. Isa's hips chased a pleasure that wasn't there anymore, the faint whimpering and sniffling of Isa being drowned out when a pair of arms wrapped around your neck. You let out a soft moan as cold hands began roaming your body, pulling the hungry gaze of Isa over to you.

"Since my little bat wished to seek out pleasure from you," Bela husked as her fingers pinched and twisted your nipples — edging on the border of pain and pleasure yet forcing another moan out of you. "I think I have one final lesson for them, and then I'll let you fuck them until they're begging us to stop."

Your thighs pressed together at her words, noticing the way Isa nearly drooled at the idea. "They seem to like it-."

"Of course they do. After all, I'm pretty sure they've dreamed of this for a long time. Isn't that right, little bat?"

When Isa didn't reply — still gawking at your predicament — Bela did something that made them cry out. "Th-that's ri-right, mi-mistress!"

Your gaze traveled down their body before you noticed the heel now residing between Isa's thighs. A pang of guilt ran through you when they sobbed again — clearly bothering Bela as well considering she moved her foot immediately. You watched as she let go of you and settled in Isa's lap, cupping their face and muttering softly to them. Isa nuzzled into her, letting her run her fingers through their curls.