Your Poison

“Tell me dear... will you give me what I need...” Independent portrayal of Poison Ivy Hung only Bisexual Dom/sub Ships with Harley, chem Lewd/non Futa, tentacles, breeding and mind control are the major kinks. “or must I take it from you?”

Ivy grinned, moving her cock in and out a few more times to make Barbara clean it before finally pulling it out. It flopped down, dripping with saliva. Ivy gripped her hair, forcing Barbara to look at her. "You're property now, darling. And who owns you?"

Ivy's hand suddenly stopped Barbara. The girl could feel that cock begin to pulse. Ivy pulled away until the tip rested on Barbara's tongue, then erupted with hot cum that tasted of honey. And there was plenty coming out. Barbara will certainly get her fill.

In that case... Ivy has an idea. She'll suppress the addictive properties for now. She wants to see how long Barbara goes without Ivy's influence. There's nothing the woman loves more than a completely willing slave.

Oh, no, it was all Barbara. Her and her little hidden desires. Ivy's just good at drawing them out. But that doesn't mean Barbara won't be receiving anything. Ivy's cum is rather addictive after all. So, if Barbara has a change of heart, Ivy can still ensure her service.

As Barbara worked, a vine searched her suit until pulling out her phone. Ivy took, aiming the camera at her and taking a picture. She set it as the wallpaper and dropped it. "That should be a good reminder of who you belong to. I better not catch you changing that."

She better watch out. Ivy might gag her again.

She ran her fingers through Barbara's hair, looking at her with a smile. But suddenly, she gripped the back of the girls head, forcing it forward so that her cock pushed right in.

"Good girl..." She placed her hand on Barbara's head, gripping her cowl before ripping it away, tossing it behind her. "I want to see my slave's true identity again." She gave an evil chuckle, moving Barbara's hair out of her face.

Oh, she is a slut. She's Ivy's slut. And Ivy will be giving her something to serve as a reminder of that. She let Barbara play with her balls for a moment before sliding her cock back, rubbing the head against her lips.

Ivy smiled. Such an easy victory. She dropped her cock on Barbara's face, using the girls head to measure its length. She even pushed her hips forward so that her balls pressed against her mouth.

True. Barbara usually is too busy gagging.

Funny. She never has any complaints when Ivy is using her like a toy.

"You better get to work, then. Don't make me... incentivise you~"

Ivy could always provide. She's been needing someone to test out those various chemicals anyway. Of course... Barbara needs to earn it...

Once their lips connected, Ivy placed her hand back on the girls cheek, keeping her head in place. Seconds later, her other hand removed Barbara's mask, tossing it aside before breaking the kiss. "You're good with your tongue... Put it to use and clean my cock for me, dear~"

Her hand then moved, fingers sliding up her neck until they pushed against her chin, tilting Barbara's head upward to face her. "I believe I owe you a reward..." Her hand moved again, cupping the back of her neck to pull Barbara further forward, lips heading to Ivy's.

With another giggle, Ivy placed her finger against the side of her neck. Tiny vines grew, forming a collar that had no release. The vines yet small, were tough. It'd be a good reminder of who Barbara belongs to, even if she does eventually escape. It won't come off without Ivy.

With a smile, Ivy pulled the girl closer, allowing her to rest against the green woman's body. She hadn't yet pulled out, though. "You belong to me now, slave... You're in the point of no return. You may as well enjoy it now~."