“Even a brat can be made to obey”
You wear nothing but a col..
🕑 Added 2022-10-12 14:37:42 +0000 UTC
“Even a brat can be made to obey”
You wear nothing but a collar as I walk you through the house, my finger hooked in the loop to guide you as I please. I tell you what will happen as I pull along. With a flogger between your teeth, you are unable to respond. The anticipation eats at you as you enter the room, furnished with nothing but an ‘A’ frame bench. I guide you over to it and have you climb on, posturing you over an oiled dildo that sits ready to hold you in place.
“Down,” I order, with a tilt of my head. Slowly, you obey while meeting my gaze. You suck in a breath as it fills you fully but when you reach the base and begin to move, I place a finger on your pelvis. “Stop.”
You groan, torn between satisfying your need and obeying. In the end, you obey. I pull your head forward by your collar and your back strains in an arch. Your chin touches the cushioned surface of the bench and the dildo still holds you sturdily in place. With a quick clip, I lock your collar to the bench and take my time binding your legs, waiting for the inevitable. As the temptation grows too strong, you try to discretely roll your hips. I respond quickly, with a sharp slap on your ass and a repeated “stop.”
You whimper, still holding the flogger in your teeth and unable to reply. I massage the area, soothing the sting into a lingering ache before continuing to bind your arms. I bind them back towards your knees, so that they can’t be used to support you in any way.
Finally, I remove the flogger from your mouth and ask the burning question. “Do you know why you’re here?”
At first, you offer cheeky responses and I offer sharp retorts on your ass, turning the skin a deep red before you finally respond “because I don’t listen.”
“Good girl,” I coo, “and what do you say for disobedience?”
“I’m sorry, sir”
Satisfied, I continue my work. I set down the flogger and place a vibrator between your clit and the bench cushion. Leaving you bound and desperate, I grab the oil and slowly massage you. Every time you try to move, I respond promptly with a swat and as your tension builds I slide an oiled finger into your ass while also adjusting the vibrator to help you reach climax. I return to the massage, ignoring your moans until your voice turns hoarse.
Finally, in one motion I lift you off the dildo and on to me. With shared anticipation, I thrust into you, over and over until you can’t handle any more. As your voice breaks and your body shudders, I too find release.
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