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I’ll Punish You Right
Bend me over, bind me, I’ll never break
His eyes narrow at my sprawled out body. My curves press into the king sized mattress. I peek up from my position. I lift my hips up forcing my ass to stick up. He looks at the plump offering and shakes his head. I can’t help but to tease him.
“You’ve been bad. Terrible even,” he says.
It’s like he’s sentencing me to a certain fate. His eyes are on my nightstand next to the bed on the right side. There’s an offering of different things to punish me with, always. Floggers, horse whips, handcuffs, anal plugs and lube spread out on the glass.
I give him a sly smile. I’ll feign innocence and see where it gets me.
“I have?”
“Sending me that picture of the tail within your ass. That ass so plump for the taking. That I have been plotting about fucking for… awhile now.”
His eyes shift to the under the bed restrains. They lie on the carpeted floor. I can see his mind deciding what to do with me. I make sure to wiggle my ass at him. Like a bull fighter playing with the bull to get it to charge.
“I gave you inspiration then. You’re welcome.”
He moves toward me with slow, deliberate steps. I watch him approach me. His erection juts out in front. I…
