Interlewd: Ichigo on Top

Valentine’s day, a day of love, a day of joy and romance… or at the least, that is what it is supposed to be. No, for me this is a day of suffering and self-loathing. Alone, like every other year. All my friends are off having dates and here I am eating ice cream in a darkened room, watching horror movies cause I don’t wanna think about how lonely I am. I mean, it was hard to get a date when I was normal, but now it was like impossible. I am not exactly the catch of the day what with being a wasp and all, so I can’t even go bar hoping to sift through all the other drunk losers who don’t have dates and attempt to get a dinner out of this.

I had already resigned myself to eat some fried chicken and fuck myself into a coma with my toys. Then the door opened. I had not been expecting anybody and so coiled the blanket tighter. I peered at the door and there was Ichigo. She tossed her black sweater aside with a long sigh. She was all dressed up in a super slutty schoolgirl outfit. I knew what it was, it was a cosplay, but that didn’t make the short navy blue pleated skirt any less short and it certainly didn’t make the frilly panties peeking out any less noticeable. The midriff even exposed that slim belly and that adorable belly button. The white top was tight and I could see the lines where the bra was pressed. Flat as a board. Going up the front there were brass buttons and on the shoulder was the usual navy blue sailor collar. She had stripped knee socks, leaving her milky white thighs exposed.

Atop her sky blue hair was a pair of white fuzzy cat ears and I could see the matching fluffy tail hanging from behind her through her legs. She even had on long fingerless gloves that matched her socks. If I didn’t know better that soft and cute face would lull me into a false sense of security. Ichigo was a trap after all. Yes, that cuddly girl over there was actually a boy. Though he preferred to be called a she.

“Didn’t you have a cosplay play date thing?” I asked, peering at her from over the couch.

“I did,” replied Ichigo going straight to the fridge. Ah, going straight for the booze.

“What happened? No… Ichigo, did you get stood up?” I watched her as she downed the first shot glass.

“Yeah, what about it?” she scowled.

“Even Ichigo got stood up… things seem to be rougher than I thought out there.”

Ichigo was actually sulking. Well, they do say misery loves company. I patted on the couch and she soon joined me. She came bearing gifts and handed me a bag full of chocolates. I stared between her and the assorted treats. She nodded and I started picking through them… wait a minute these are all gifts that she got from other people. Oddly, she chose to sit on my lap, in the middle of the nest of blankets I had formed. Usually, Ichigo doesn’t even let me touch her so she must be in shock or maybe just very drunk. My antennae twitched smelling her strawberry scent. Only a hint of alcohol, so I don’t think that she is too far gone.

“So eh, where did you get all this chocolate?”

“Fans.”

“Ah… you sure that you want me to eat it?”

“Yeah, go ahead, I will get fat if I eat them.”

Well, oh well. I nomed down on the delectable milk chocolate and almond filled bars. Licking my fingers clean after a few. I pet her head. There was no resistance. Something is wrong with Ichigo.

“What happened?”

“I went to the place and waited for an hour before I got a text that they were not going to come.”

“Don’t worry Ichigo, they just don’t know your greatness, your appeal. Clearly, those people were jealous and scared that you would show them up. It is just cause you are so damned cute, I would never do that sort of thing.”

She was silent for a little bit, “What are you trying to say?”

“Ichigo I know you already know everything I am thinking.”

“It is different, I want you to say it.”

“Why? You are just going to make fun of me again.”

“I won’t.”

Ehh, I pat her head, checking her temperature. Something is definitely wrong with Ichigo, usually, she makes fun of me.

“You wanna be my Valentine?” I asked.

Ichigo nodded, “Yeah, sure.”

“Wait… Really!? But you usually shoot me down.”

“Do you wanna fuck or not?”

I vehemently nodded, hugging her. “Ichigo, I love you!”

Wait, then this means… then I can actually put that to good use. I thought that I had just wasted my money. I sat her to the side and went into my room sifting through the varied delivery boxes that I had gotten from my online shopping. Where was it? Ah, here it is. I returned and handed over the box after cutting it open with my claw.

“Happy Valentine’s day. I hope you like it… wear it, please, well not now, later,” I smiled.

Ichigo took a long moment, pulling out the contents. She gave me a questioning look. It was my super deluxe item that cost me like a hundred dollars. Originally, I had bought it on the spur of the moment and had planned to use it on myself, but I was drunk when I ordered it and there is no way in hell it would fit me. Too small, much too small. But it was just the right size for Ichigo. It would definitely look better on Ichigo. It was so soft and squishy.

“It is kinda cute. You really want me to wear this?”

“Yes! I will do anything,” I pleaded, groveling at her feet, “You will be so cute. Oh, and can you make cat noises like nyah and stuff it will make your cute factor go up by like a thousand!”

She was blushing a little, “Fine, but, but you have to do anything and everything I say.”

“I will!” I nodded, sitting on my knees in front of her. Though I was still face to face with her on account of how much larger I was.

“You are my slave now, a pet for my own pleasure you understand that right?”

“Yes!”

Ichigo’s personal pet. I wonder what we are going to do? It is a dream, a dream come true. She pointed at the floor and I lay flat, that is it, treat me like an animal. She sat down and pulled off her shoes tossing them to the side. She plopped her foot onto my face and my antennae coiled around it, rubbing up and down, drinking in the sweaty scent. I shuddered in ecstasy, even her feet smelled like strawberries, but I could smell her body odor too. My back ached so that my ass was in the air as I worshiped her feet. I wanted to pull the socks off and suck on her toes.

My hands crept up trying to message her supple legs and her other foot smacked me. I recoiled, but she held her foot firmly on my face, showing me my place, groveling at her feet. We made eye contact as her gaze made my hearts flutter and just the mere power behind it made me turn to butter. Ichigo, Ichigo was a true sadist, it was just that she liked to put up that innocent little critter act to fool her enemies. But I knew what she really was and she knew what I really am. She was a predator and I was her prey.

“Oh is that so pet? Do my sweaty feet smell that good?”

Her toes pulled at my feelers making my eyes nearly roll. I panted, “Yes, you smell so good.”

“If you are my pet, then what does that make me?” she asked, staring down at me with a playful smirk.

A pet? A slave? What would somebody call the person who owns them? Does this mean I am her property? “Master?”

Ichigo shook her head.

“Mistress?”

She shook her head again, “I am your Owner. Yes, that is right, you are my property, my pet. As such you will refer to me and yourself as such. Is that understood pet?”

“Yes, Owner.”

“Good girl. I shall reward you,” smirked Ichigo pulling off one of her socks.

It made the masochistic and submissive part of me burn with desire to serve her. Sub was all kinds of riled up rolling around in my head in bliss. Sub really is a sub after all.

Her dainty toes wiggled as they pressed against my mouth and she said, “suck on it.”

She pushed it into my mouth before I could say anything. My tongue rolled around the big toe getting it nice and juicy. Oh, so she wanted me to lube it up for her. That is so hot. I could feel my abdomen squirming and dripping. The heated appendage emerged and slid between my legs so that I could stroke it. Her heel stamped down on my soft and sensitive flesh making me reel. Her exposed foot wiggled in front of me.

Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.

Ichigo lorded over me, “Did I say you could jerk off? Such a dirty bug.”

My hearts beat faster, I looked at the floor, “No.”

“You like that, don’t you. Such a naughty insect you are, getting off on smelling my feet. Do they taste good?”

I couldn’t deny that. I loved her smell after all. She slipped her foot down my face until it was at my mouth. Her toe followed my lips until she wiggled her way into my mouth. She worked it deeper, pausing and shivering as my tongue attacked the toes, causing her to giggle.

“It, tickles. Good girl keep doing that. You know how to please your Owner,” she smirked in between her quick sighs and gasps as I played with her foot.

Ichigo sure does have sensitive feet. It must be one of her weak points. I could see her shivering and squirming as I massaged the underside and pulled more of that dainty foot into my warm and moist mouth. Something tells me Ichigo has a serious foot fetish. It was so damned kinky though… I could just worship these feet all day. My legs rubbed together while I tried to squeeze them to touch myself without using my hands. My abdomen incessantly squirmed against my belly, letting the dribbling member press against the hardened exoskeleton. I couldn’t touch myself directly or Ichigo would be mad.

“Owner,” she stared down at me.

Eh… oh, oh right, she is reading my mind. Owner, Owner!

“Good bug,” she smirked, pulling her foot free with a wet plop, “Now then sit so that your nasty bug cock is on the floor, where it belongs.”

I held my face and followed what she said, letting the abdomen lay between us as she watched the engorged member writhing on the floor. I gulped in anticipation. Surely she… Owner would touch it right? My eyes darted between her and it as I started getting restless and humping the floor after a few minutes out of desperation. She brought up her foot in amusement spreading the toes and curling each one in turn, taunting me with them.

“What do you want pet?”

“Please, please!” I begged, “Touch me, rub me.”

“Oh, you forgot something.”

I started panting, what could it be? I stared at her and her eyes glinted. It, it had to be… “Owner! Please touch me.”

The wolfish grin that spread on her face spread nearly from ear to ear and her eyes looked dangerous. She pulled off her other sock and said, “Good girl. I suppose even a lewd bug like you needs a reward.”

Both of her feet descended and tentatively touched the warm flesh. They pressed down, squishing in the soft membrane. She stepped on it, stamping hard to the point I shrieked in pain. Even though I had gotten used to getting hurt, that place was still sensitive! She giggled a little watching me squirm. After the initial shock of pain, she slowly flexed her toes, kneading at my bumpy flesh like a cat. She worked back and forth. Her toes were wet and slippery due to my arousal. Her feet clamped together and she started stroking roughly.

“Ow.. Owner, it feels good.”

She smirked, “Are you actually getting off on being stroked with my feet?”

Her pace increased, causing me to gasp and shudder, “Yes! More, more make me feel more.”

“You filthy insect.”

Even though my mind was fogged with pleasure I could see her dick twitching in her panties. It was tenting up against the short skirt. My mouth gaped as I leaned forward wanting to lick it and suck on her. My tongue rolled in my mouth as I felt my orgasm building. It was getting close, so close. My tongue squirmed as it extended out reaching for her. Her feet tugged and rubbed below until they abruptly stopped.

“Not yet, pet.” Smiled Ichigo. She had plopped her hand on my head to keep me back, “You can’t cum yet.”

I whimpered in submission and quietly waited. After a minute the pulsing heat started to become bearable and her feet started working me again. We continued this back and forth, taking me to the very edge of orgasm and then she would ruin it. I don’t know how long she kept doing this, but it felt like hours. I panted and drooled as the sensitive flesh had engorged with so much of my blood it felt hard to think. No, no I couldn’t think. I wanted to cum and scream and cum some more. It was so full and throbbing. She pulled away once more driving me mad.

My ovipositor reared up, rubbing itself against her feet and she withdrew them even further, out of my reach. I could feel the mind-numbing pleasure burning, ready and bursting to get out. Just a little more. I was almost there, almost there! This time, this time definitely! Yes, yes, so close!

“Ichigo!” I whined and reached for my pulsing appendage.

Her voice was dark and demanding, “Don’t you dare cum!”

I rubbed against the floor, pleading as I stroked myself, “Let me cum! Please let me-”

“Shut your whore mouth! You cum when I say you can!” Shouted Ichigo as she stood and slammed her foot down onto my ovipositor.

I screeched in agony and my eyes rolled as the pain turned into bliss. She had just kicked me over the edge. My mind nearly melted from the orgasm and relief from the finally being set free from that frustration. I howled like an animal. So many ruined orgasms converged into a single breath snatching moment that lasted for minutes. My thick cum spurt out under the pressure of her foot as she tried to hold it down, but it was too strong and bulged to set itself free. My body jerked and seized with contractions and each new twitch pushed more cum out.

I lay on the floor drooling, my tongue flapping about, my eyes unable to focus. That was the best orgasm I had ever had. My chest heaved, sucking in air as I tried to slow the pounding hearts that felt like they might burst. I shuddered as her feet lightly traced the member down until they poked at my entrance. She pulled back, leaving me for a moment.

“I didn’t say you could cum, you disgusting cockroach.”

“Ichigo, I, I am sorry, but it felt so good,” I stammered as my eyes finally managed to focus.

I tried to sit up finding my hips numb.

“Clean up this mess.”

I tried to get some paper towels, but her foot grabbed my antennae and shoved my face down, “I said clean it up. Now lick it off of the floor like the bug you are.”

I paused for a moment, less of resisting her and more of my mind wasn’t working properly. She shoved me down so that my face was in the pool of cum. Smelling it and feeling it made me aroused all over again. My tongue emerged and I started lapping at it. My lips pursed and I sucked it in while my tongue squirmed about encircling the liquid mass and scooping it in. Soon I had slurped it all up and sat blankly staring up at Ichigo.

She smiled and pulled her panties off. She slipped them onto my face so that they held back the antennae, which happily rubbed and traced along them smelling her. Dreamily, I stared up at her. The little cock between her legs looked so cute. She was so soft and not a hair or blemish could be seen down there. Her hands coiled around my head and she guided me down onto the dick. Not that I particularly needed help, but it was nice feeling her touch me so affectionately.

“Now you better make me feel good or else.”

I nodded, bobbing my head, slurping and sucking with an empty glee. She even tasted like strawberries. I think I might be addicted to her at this point. My tongue roiled about frothing my drool and my hands snaked up her legs, grasping onto Ichigo’s little booty. Mindlessly, automatically I sucked on that cock as though it were the only thing I was capable of doing. It was my purpose in life. Nothing else seemed to matter but making my Owner feel good. I existed to pleasure her and in turn, I was granted pleasure.

Swishing and gobbling on the cock my hands kneaded at Ichigo’s ass as I felt her tense and shivering. She was close. She moaned and the legs felt wobbly, weak. Her hand clenched my feeler, pulling on them as she shoved in as she deep as possible. Her cock twitched and throbbed before giving me her gooey goodness. Every pulse sent a little more surging out and I let it pool in the back of my mouth. She leaned over me spent and I pulled off savoring her flavor.

“Show me,” said Ichigo staring down at me.

My mouth gaped and I showed off the creamy juice as it bubbled around my tongue. She nodded, “Swallow.”

I complied, gulping it down and her eyes lit up with amusement. Her cock had gotten hard again and she rubbed it against my face. I resumed licking it up the sides and she smiled. After a moment she pulled my treat away.

“Alright show me your pussy.”

I immediately moved to obey and got on all fours raising the abdomen for her. It was swollen and twitching with arousal as her fingers poked at it. Slowly they probed and poked. She pinched and squeezed the folds dragging some of it out. All the while I was swimming in bliss. Finger by finger, she slipped more in until her whole hand had been devoured. It crawled along feeling my insides, grasping at the walls and using them to go deeper. She explored and reached the point where her elbow had sunk into me.

“Such a greedy bug. Look at this lewd pussy. You like this, don’t you?”

“Yes, yes Owner.”

She had a fufu to her laugh and started rummaging around rougher and faster than before. The wet and juicy sounds spilling out of me filled the room. I felt her fingers reach the deepest part of me, my womb and the tightly closed muscles were poked and prodded until finally, they relented. Her fingers wiggled as they pried me open and I gasped. Her hand grabbed and she slipped more of her slender arm in until she was up to her shoulder in and couldn’t get any more in. She stopped for a moment, letting my insides squirm and tighten, convulsing around the invader.

“Your insides are very warm.”

I panted with my face resting on the floor, “Ichigo, Ichigo, it feels good!”

Slowly, her fingers started scratching at the back of my womb, “Owner. I am your Owner.”

“Owner!” I cried.

“Yes, good. Submit to me. You are mine now. My personal sex slave. My horny, dirty bug.”

“Yes, yes! Anything for you Ichigo. Owner, I mean Owner.”

“Good, Vesper. Now tell me what you are.”

I wiggled my ass feeling her fingers stroking and pampering my insides, “I, I am your pet! Your, your property!”

She pulled her arm back slowly freeing it from my crushing walls, “Good. Now then You have pleased me. To seal your fate, to mark you and brand you as my own I will cum inside of this lewd pussy. And when I do, you will give everything to me. You will be my cock sleeve, my sex toy that I will use when and where ever I please.”

Just hearing that made my chest burn, my hearts riotously trying to break free and my hole drool. I pressed against her, wanting to be her pet, her pet, her toy. I needed this!

“Say it.”

“I am yours! I am your cock sleeve! Use me!” I cried and she thrust her dick in.

It was much smaller than her arm, but I still felt it. My greedy hole tightened to the point that a finger would have problems getting in. Her hands gripped the carapace and she started thrusting, slowly at first, but with every squelch of her nearly pulling out her little hips smashed against me harder. She leaned over me, clutching to my abdomen and humped me from behind like an animal. Owner, Owner, Owner!

She slid faster and faster as my pussy got tighter and tighter, trying to keep her from leaving. My vents flapped open and closed, wafting steam through the room and she kept hammering into me. I was close to cumming and shuddered. Ichigo squirmed, I felt the cock bulging and twitching. Close, close. She was close. I was so close to being hers, to being enslaved! I held my face, drooling as my tongue wiggled about.

Owner came, tensing up and her hips stopped, burying her cock as deep into my slutty hole as she could. I quivered crying happily. I felt her goo spreading with each twitch burning my insides up. Yes, yes, claim me! She held herself there for a little while riding the high of the orgasm as my pussy milked her cock and devoured every last drop that came out.

Ichigo pulled out and pat my ass so that I sat up. She rummaged about in a bag that she had been carrying and pulled out a collar. I stared at it and leaned forward. She smirked seeing this and clicked it around my neck.

“Now you really are my pet, huh?”

“Yes,” I nodded happily, rubbing against her.

“Good girl,” she pet me on the head, making me purr.

Ichigo let out a long satisfied sigh and flopped down on the couch with her ass in the air. The cat tail swished about while she hummed. My eyes followed it, entranced by the swishing and my hand grappled it causing her to seize up.

“What are you-” Started Ichigo before she moaned as I tugged the tail and it came loose with a wet sound.

I blinked a few times and realized why her face had gone blank. This was no cosplay piece, it was a sex toy. The ribbed plug glistened still wet with lube. My eyes darted to Ichigo’s quivering boy pussy and I smirked.

“Ichigo did you go out trying to get dick?” I asked, bewildered, “Such a dirty girl. You actually went out in public with this tail plugging your ass?”

“Well… I thought it would be fun,” she said stingily looking away from me.

My abdomen bulged puffing up as I imagined jamming it into her. Ichigo recoiled, rolling to protect herself, “You are too big! You won’t fit!”

“We will just have to find out, now won’t we.”

“NO!” yelled Ichigo and my body seized up, “I won’t let you hurt me. But we can have some other fun.”

OH, FUuuuCK! Wailed Sub.

It felt like a dick stabbed into my brain and Sub screamed in ecstasy. I could feel her getting fucked by something, but my mind felt foggy and it was hard to focus on anything. I drooled feeling that pleasure thrusting in and out of my head. Like a ghost cock fucking my brains out. Every time it pushed in, thoughts were pushed out. I shuddered wetting myself as it spread my brain molding it into its shape and all the while Sub was acting like an animal in heat screaming incoherently as she was cumming over and over again.

Harder, Harder, Harder! Fuck me, you dirty whore!

“Whose my horny bug?” asked Ichigo.

“I, I am!” I replied without thinking.

I struggled, but ultimately it was futile. For some reason, my body wouldn’t listen to me and I stared helplessly as it moved on its own. With Ichigo under me, I straddled her chest and my abdomen aligned itself before sliding down onto her shaft. I moaned and my hands coiled around myself, hugging me. My hips ground and my ass swung like a bitch in heat. All the while my pussy squelched and devoured Ichigo’s cock. I leaned down kissing her and trembling as my pussy slickly moved up and down.

Vaguely, I was aware of her finger swishing back and forth like a maestro and she was humming in glee. I don’t know why, but I was far more sensitive than usual. It was probably because of the constant edging before, but that small dick felt even larger than my toys. I quivered as Ichigo plundered my pleasure palace and I could do nothing to stop myself from riding her cock. I purred and groaned as every little bump inside of me felt like a mountain of sensitive nerves. In and out, in and out! Slamming into my pussy and into my mind, before ripping itself out, leaving a gaping and quivering hole that wanted nothing more than to get pounded more.

Like this, I really was her sex sleeve with no will of my own. It felt so good to be used. Use me! Use me! My eyes felt like they were going to roll up into my skull. My tongue flopped about as I foamed at the mouth and then a wave pleasure engulfed my mind like a tsunami. Ichigo moaned and her cum burst into me. At the same time whatever was pounding Sub filled her with cum as it poured out and overflowed, washing over everything. My mind went blank and my body spasmed unable to process the sensations anymore.

I fell forward as the world went black.

~~~~~~~~~~~

A while later I quivered and my eyes open. I looked about to find Ichigo sitting there with my head in her lap. She was wearing what I had bought her. The soft white plushy fur covered her from head to toe. Yes, that is right, I got her a full body cat snuggy pajama set. She was like a giant snuggly stuffed animal now. She looked down at me, tilting her head and the cat ears were so fluffy that they bounced. She smiled and pawed the air, “Nyah.”

“Hey, sleepyhead,” she bent low and kissed me on the lips, “Thanks for the present. I really liked it. Happy Valentine’s Day! I hope you enjoyed my present to you.”

“It was nice,” I replied, cuddling with her. Ah, so soft.

“I usually charge ten thousand dollars for that sort of treatment you know. Well, minus the bit at the end that was just for you.”

“Wait, Ichigo you have sex with other people.”

She thought on it, “Well, it isn’t really sex. Usually, I just tease them and maybe rub one out with my feet, of course, that is extra. It is like bondage stuff, you know? People pay a lot of money for me to treat them like dirt.”

“They do?”

“Oh yeah. How do you think I could afford to live on my own in this nice apartment?”

“That is pretty gay Ichigo, whoring yourself out to rich old men.”

She wagged her hand, smiling, “It is only gay if the balls are touching. Of course, I never let them put it in, they are unworthy to even grovel before me! It is actually pretty fun, I like treating people like animals. Besides, it isn’t just men, I get a lot of sexually frustrated ladies too.”

“That is kinda messed up. Well, I guess you are a total Dom.”

“And you are my cute little love bug.”

“Thanks,” I lightly touched the collar around my neck… it says Spot on it.

She smiled so sweetly, “Glad you enjoyed. Oh, how about next time we make you go a whole week in chastity so that you can’t masturbate and then I edge you for two full hours straight and then I will lock you in a cage and then I milk you like an animal-”

“Noooo!” I cried as she smirked petting me so that I couldn’t escape.