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Bella/Reader

Author's note: It's been a long time since I posted and I'm sorry for my absence! I have many works in progress that I want to share with you all very very soon. This one might have more parts in the future, but I'm not sure about it right now. Enjoy.

Say what you want about her, but Y/n has a good eye. She's been in this game for so long that she knows what is good bait and what is not, but most importantly she knows what obvious bait is.

She had met Bella at an after party; introduced to her by a long time friend who knew about her side "hobby." Bella was young, but not too young. She was a naturally sexy girl, but also a timid one that didn't know how to yield her prowess all the time. Many, if not all, the models that attend these blasé after parties are here to be seen by the right person. Bella was creating a name for herself, but Y/n could easily see her becoming something bigger than herself. She became bashful when someone complimented her, or congratulated her for a recent fashion campaign. It was cute at best, but something about the humble act made Y/n want to see her let go. Whether it was brat taming, or pushing some beautiful girl to her limit, Y/n loves a challenge.

The model loved being in Y/n's presence. Her name has a recognition that Bella's just doesn't have yet. Only really a niche audience knows her name unlike Y/n whose name has been buzzing in this industry for years. Bella wanted that for herself, she wanted to climb the social ladder successfully like Y/n which is why it was easy for her to be roped in. Every word Y/n spoke she took as the gospel, as if she was going to give life changing advice at any moment. That wide-eyed look as Bella imagined herself acquiring all the fine things that she has in her life had caught Y/n's eye. The gleam in Bella's eyes meant she had sunk her metaphorical teeth into her.

Bella was easily impressed by the parties she got invited to and happily accepted any free alcohol anyone could give to her. She wasn't supposed to be drinking tonight, she had a gig in the morning, but it was the thrill that made her do it. She accepted a few shots from Y/n and downed them quickly to impress her.

"You know you're soooo gorgeous, Bella," Y/n coos. "You would be the perfect movie star. Can you imagine it? Your face blown up on that huge screen so crystal clear..."

Y/n reached out to touch her face. Bella gasped and her curious eyes turned into surprise. Y/n strokes her cheek like she's a precious stone. In her eyes, Bella is a beautiful thing waiting to be crafted by her artist.

"Thank you," she takes the compliment earnestly as her cheeks turn red. Y/n was buttering up the brunette for sure, but in reality it doesn't take much to get a desperate girl riled up.

"I know a few directors that would love to have their cameras on you. Hell, even I would. You're a once in a lifetime beauty sweetheart."

Bella giggles before leaning in. She felt hot under Y/n surveillance. Everyday she is reminded of her beauty yet it doesn't get old. In fact it feels invigorating hearing it from someone so revered in her industry. Y/n has seen many, many gorgeous girls in her life, but she speaks of Bella with such admiration for her beauty that it feels impossible she is like this with everyone.

"You think so?" Bella asks with a faux innocence. She pops her chests in an attempt to show off her tits in that tight black dress she decides to wear at the last minute. Y/n is in control, but she instantly feels weak when her eyes go straight to Bella's chest. The moment these models show their desperation is the moment Chantal relishes in the most. The looks in their eyes, and the part of their lips are always the same. Most if not all of these girls are the same but conquering them is so different every time and so thrilling.

"So pretty that I want to take you back to my place and show you how pretty you are."

"What's stopping you from doing that?"

Y/n is undeniably into her, and that makes her feel good. That coquettish smile on her face was begging to be fucked off. Y/n takes one good look at her before leaning in to finally get a taste of her. Some fruity alcohol lingers on Bella's lips and Y/n savors the sweetness of it. Anyone could be watching them, either with lust or annoyance. Bella was not used to doing something like this so publicly, but there was something about it that made her squeeze her thighs together. She's the one who deepens the kiss, becoming sloppier as she enjoys the roughness over softness. Her desperation is palpable which becomes too much for her. She feels Y/n up, touching her breasts through her dress. Y/n can't think of the last time that she has been with a girl who got so worked up so quickly. No longer is Bella quiet and sitting down looking pretty; she was close to straddling Y/n in the corner of this event. Y/n wanted fun, an easy chance at it too, and she found it tonight.

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Bella was a natural on camera. She was all smiles as Y/n made her undress and parade her little ass around. Everything about Bella was perfect, and Y/n knew that she would be a favorite among future clients when they saw her preview video.

"Turn around and show me your ass Bella."

The hot model obeys and shows off her ass by lifting her dress. To no one's surprise she wasn't wearing any panties. She shakes it a little, giving Y/n and the camera a show. Y/n made sure to get close ups and different angles of her tight body. Her mouth watered as Bella's ass shook and she got a peak of her pink pussy. The skin on her ass was smooth and untouched which made Y/n want to mark her up. With one hand Y/n reaches out and pulls one ass cheek from the other to get a close up view of her holes. "So gorgeous," Y/n coos. Bella can practically hear her drooling. Y/n wants to dip her tongue in both of her holes already.

"Such a good fucking girl already. Have you always been this obedient?"

"Only for people who spoil me," she responds with a giggle.

Girls like Bella love to be treated like princesses. Y/n had nothing against that, but it was just so much more fun to push bratty girls to their limit.

"Turn around and show me your tits?"

Bella wore a skimpy black dress tonight, which was unintentional but made it perfect for easily undressing herself. She pulls the thin straps off her shoulder and lets the dress fall around her waist. She leans in as she Y/n gets close to her chest with the camera. She squeezes them together to make them look just a little bit bigger. Her nipples are hard and begging to be sucked on.

"Just perfect," Y/n whispers but her voice is picked up by the camera and Bella herself. The compliments make the younger girl happy and feel special. She's not dumb enough to believe Y/n hasn't done this before, however she believes she can make a lasting impression on the socialite.

Bella's confidence begins to skyrocket to deafening heights. Never has anyone made her feel like the only girl to exist in the world. She felt sexy, a feeling she hasn't felt many times in her short adulthood. Y/n lowered the camera and the look of hunger in her eyes as the camera tilted to capture Bella's lower body. The way she posed for the camera showed that she was a natural. Y/n had a bag of toys she was excited to use on Bella on camera.

"Don't you think I'd look prettier laying on the bed?" Bella sways over to the king-sized bed before bending over. Her ass spreads a little as she places her palms on the bed and lowers her face against the silk sheets. The light captures her sticky lips and the peak of her tight asshole. Her hair cascades over her shoulder as she turns her head to look back at Y/n and her camera. "Does this look good?" She asks again.

Y/n smiles at her from behind the camera. The possibility of this video being seen by a few pair of eyes is highly likely, but she feels so selfish and wants to keep this for herself, and only for herself. Her breath hitches as Bella rolls onto her back and she parts her legs, her pussy spreading in the most erotic way. She lets out a breathy moan when her fingers meet her clit.

"Fuck," she moans as her back arches. She's hardly touching herself but she's sensitive for even the lightest touch. The camera glaring down at her made her weak. She's so used to performing on camera that she begins to bring that same performance to her.

Two fingers plunge deep into her opening while she wonders if anyone will ever see this. Bella is surprisingly shy and this is unlike a photo shoot happening in a sterile room with her tits out. The lights in the room were dimmed but the light on the camera illuminated her body and made her feel warm. Y/n zoomed in closer on her wet pussy. Bella would be mortified if others saw this, yet she can't stop dripping.

"It feels so good," she coos to a potential future audience. She rubs her fingertips into her wetness before pulling away to show off how the beads of arousal cling to her fingers.

She was perfectly wet enough to slide her fingers with ease. She has done this a million times before, but it feels different doing it on camera. She tries to keep her focus on looking good for the camera like she's paid to do, but she begins to lose self control when her two fingers sink further into herself and she hooks them upwards. She hits the spot that always makes her toes curl and eyes roll. Her breathing gets heavier as her fingers move faster. She grabs onto her calf to spread her legs wider.

"Oh my god," she moans weakly.

Y/n had the option to not let her cum yet, which was the original plan, but seeing the model squirming and shaking on the bed was so hot. She almost feels bad for taking advantage of this poor girl and turning her into a slut -- almost. If it doesn't take much to turn Bella into an obedient mess then she always had that slut in her.

Bella cums around her fingers, and she makes it known with a weak cry of pleasure and drenched fingers. Her pussy squelches loudly, forming a mess while she rides out her high.

"C'mon now pretty girl," Y/n says with no patience. Watching Bella cum was hot but she's even more eager to see her fuck herself open. "Spread those legs for me."

Bella's legs apart without her having to think twice about it. She grows in slight discomfort from a small cramp in her lower leg; she came so hard she must've been straining her legs.

Once she has the perfect view, Y/n zooms in on the sloppy, puffy twat that dreams are made of. Bella's pussy looks used and so far she's only had one orgasm from two fingers inside of her. In Y/n's suitcase is the perfect dildo to watch Bella use on herself. It's pink and girthy, but not too long. Y/n meant it when she told herself she was going to work this girl up to her limit.  Not only does she grab the dildo after putting the camera down on a nearby table, she grabs a vibrator too. She's tempted to grab one for herself, but decides against it. She can wait her turn.

"Sit up Bella."

The model has regained some composure after Y/n left her alone for a little bit. She was slightly tired, but clearly read for more. She looks up and sees the two toys and Y/n's hand. Her eyes look around for the camera until she spots that beeping red light.

"You kept your legs open for me...good girl." Y/n throws both the dildo and the vibrator onto the bed. Bella's eyes move from the camera to the toys on the bed. She grabs the dildo while Y/n has her back turned on her to pick up the camera. Seeing the pink toy in her hand leaves Y/n feeling wetter. "Good girl, you already know what to do."

The praise lights her up. She spreads her legs wider and moves the dildo to her entrance. She doesn't hesitate to push past the resistance of her tight pussy to let it sit inside of her. "Fuck," she groans. Its length made her hungry for a deeper touch, but the stretch was enough to make up for it for now.

Y/n does more than just zoom in, she crawls onto the bed, her knees rest on the floor while she lays on top. Looking down at her meant looking directly into the camera, but Bella can see her tits nearly popping out of her dress.

"Hold it there just for a second, baby."

The camera films the dildo filling Bella to its maximum potential. Her pussy has a snug grip on it but Bella holds it in place in case her pussy tries to push it out; she also doesn't want to feel empty.

"Pull it out slowly for me." Bella doesn't mean to whimper but it escapes her lips before she could think. "I told you to pull it out slowly," Y/n gently reprimands her. She knows that a slut like her is addicted to the feeling of being full, but she was making a movie and the star is going to do what she says. It was hard to be obedient especially because the stretch felt so good but she listened anyway.

Y/n purred at the sight of Bella slowly pulling the toy out of her. It came out covered in her arousal and cum. Her pussy didn't seem to want to let go of it either. The look of impatience on her face made it hard to ignore her desperation, and Y/n loves it most when they're desperate.

"I just let you cum and yet you still need more," Y/n taunts her.

Bella is close to whining and squirming, but Y/n generously tells her she's allowed to put the dildo back inside of her. This time around she wasn't slow or trying to look sexy for the camera. No, she was too turned on to do that, and she needed to be filled again.

She lets the toy fill her completely with a louder whimper. Y/n smiles wildly behind the camera seeing the desperation from the model. She felt powerful.

"How's it feel, Bella?"

She gets no response as expected, but Y/n is not feeling so patient like she was earlier. She gets closer with the camera, making her presence known. Bella takes that has her queue respond with a whiny, "so good!" A pleased Y/n, then moves the camera down to capture Bella fucking her self wildly. The brunette trembles as she picks up the pace. She doesn't fuck herself like this when she's alone.

"Are you going to come to me again baby?"

Bella nods frantically. The shaking of her legs is a telltale sign that she's on the verge of cumming again. Her pussy is so wet and so loud as the dildo moves in and out of her. Y/n wanted to fuck the living shit out of her, but it seems like Bella is doing it to herself.

"Fuck!" Her guttural moan is loud enough to be heard by Y/n's neighbor. Two orgasms, back-to-back, is enough to make anyone scream.

Bella rides out her high for as long as she can. The dildo sits inside of her while she rubs her sensitive clit. She feels like she can't take much else but she also doesn't want to feel empty. Y/n isn't interested in seeing her fuck herself anymore though.

"You're so spoiled. I think you've had enough."

Something about her tone makes Bella straighten up. She stops rubbing her clit and shifts on the bed which causes the dildo to slip out. It glistens in her juices, but goes unnoticed as Y/n crawls into the bed with the camera in one hand.

"I've let you have your fun — now it's my turn."

Bella loved having the attention on her, something she is so used to, but she doesn't mind sharing. She's even eager to do something for Y/n. She finds her to be so sexy that she wants to touch and taste Y/n in some kind of way. And Y/n can see the excitement in her eyes.

Y/n lays on the bed where Bella once was. It was like the model read Y/n's mind when she moved herself to be between her legs. Y/n's snicker could be heard behind the camera as Bella snakes her fingers up Y/n's thighs. This was her favorite part — seeing how good her girls are at pleasing.

"Pull my panties off," Y/n coos her voice soft again. She shivers as Bella's fingers travel up her dress and hook the elastic of her panties. They're off and discarded to the ground in seconds. Now Bella is able to see how wet she's made Y/n. Her legs spread, inviting Bella in.

Bella's heart skips a beat seeing Y/n in the same way she was. It wasn't a complete exchange of power, but she has never gone down on anyone before, but it would be hard for Y/n to know that from the way she moves. Her hands slide up to grab onto her hips and Y/n shivers. She watches through the lens as Bella lowers her mouth on her heat.

"Holy shit," she sighs when Bella slides her tongue through her folds. Already Y/n was wondering if she'd be able to keep up with this dominant persona while Bella is eating her out. She has done this many times before, but a pretty girl between her legs always makes her feel weak.

Y/n pushes Bella's hair out of her face, making the model look up and smirk. She stares into the camera as she lays her tongue flat against Y/n's clit. The taste flooded her senses and drove her crazy. She fucks her tongue against her clit a few times before the tip dips past her folds and to her slit. Y/n's arousal seeps into her mouth, making Bella moan against her pussy. Her eyes close as she really gets into it -- losing herself in the taste of Y/n's pussy. She wraps her lips around her clit and sucks on it until she lets go. The sound of Y/n's moans mixed with the lip smacking adds to their little porno. Bella noticed how Y/n had a strong reaction to her lips sucking her sweet spot so she did it over and over again.

"Fuck!"

Y/n is trembling and on the verge of cumming. Her fingers run through Bella's falling hair again. Bella stares at her through the lens and it's like her gaze is piercing through Y/n's soul. For that moment she is the one in control. She sucks skillfully on Y/n's clit until the camera becomes loose in her hands and almost falls onto her stomach. Bella tries not to act too smug over it, but it was sexy seeing another woman being reduced to a bunch of moans. Y/n descended on her like prey back at the club which makes this feels so much sweeter. Bella pulls her mouth away from Y/n's pussy, the mess sticking to her lips and shining in the light. She takes in a deep breath before she looks into the camera again, this time smiling. Y/n squeezes her between her thighs signaling that she needs Bella's mouth back on her pussy. Her voice would've cracked if she had said something, and she wasn't the type to beg. Lucky for her Bella quickly understood what she wanted and started eating her out again.

The fire in her belly begins to grow again. Bella places her hand between her legs and humps it. Her pussy is almost as wet as Y/n's and just as sensitive.

"You're going to make me cum," Y/n announces, her voice whiny.

Those words were like music to Bella's ears as she focused on Y/n's clit. The fingers digging into her skin are itching to be inside of her instead. Bella wants to feel how warm and silky she feels inside. She lets go and snakes her hand underneath her chin to be able to sink two fingers into Y/n's opening. Her pussy is inviting and just as warm as Bella expected. Her fingers receive a wild reaction from Y/n who cums without a second thought. Her pussy spasms around the fingers inside of her and her clit pulses against Bella's tongue.

Y/n is riding a high, one so high that she forgets about the camera and forgets where she is. It's been a little while since she's cum like that, and she wasn't expecting that it would be Bella to make her cum like that.

She's still holding the camera, but she doesn't care if it's still on or not (it's a miracle that it stayed in her hand the entire time). She looks over to the analog clock on the nightstand next to her bed. 2:13 a.m. Last time she remembered it was just a little after midnight.

Bella comes up from between Y/n's legs. She didn't know how to react as some awkwardness set in. The camera still has that piercing red dot and it was focused on her. She knows she looks an absolute mess; she had fucked herself with a dildo not too long ago but somehow being on camera with her make-up fucked up was even more embarrassing.

"Do you think you did good?" Y/n asks.

The question made her stomach drop.

It instilled a weird sense of doubt inside of her even though she just saw what she saw. She saw Y/n writhing and crying out for her. Y/n didn't have to beg for Bella to know that she was desperate to have the model's tongue sliding against her pussy. Bella understood that this was some sort of act. An act that she was supposed to go along with.

"Did I do good?"

Finally the red light turns off and Y/n lowers the camera. She gets to look at Bella's messy face without a viewfinder to obscure the details of her face. Y/n can see the deep lines of pleasure in her face. Not only is she satisfied, but she's proud of herself. She made her cum pretty hard, Y/n will admit, but something about the hidden smugness on her face pissed her off. However, she also found it very, very hot. This is not the same Bella that she picked up at the event a few hours ago.

It was late, but Bella was not going to stay here. She understands how hook-ups work, so she isn't bothered by the look Y/n gives her when she lingers in the bed for too long. There wasn't that feeling of shame or dread lingering around her. It was quiet, but it felt fitting as she just wants to go back to her apartment and wash the sex off of her. She feels the soreness in her hips already setting in making her yearn to be in her bed. She doesn't even look at Y/n as she finishes cleaning herself up, but something just keeps nagging at her.

"No one else is going to see that, right?" She asks, looking over her shoulder to get one last look at the woman she just met a few hours ago.

"It might be hard to tell, but I'm also a selfish person too," she jokes. "I'm not good at sharing."

Bella's eyes linger on Y/n for a few moments. She's still naked and she's presumably looking back at the footage from just moments ago as the light from the camera screen flashes on her face. She doesn't seem too interested in what Bella is doing, nor does she even look up at her. This is a normal occurrence for Y/n, Bella reminds herself of that fact. She's not special to this woman even if she felt so in the moment. But, for what it's worth, Bella believes this will stay between the two of them.