I wait in the bedroom, just as you ordered. My pussy is dripping and I can heat the ass that you just feel lost. The hem of the short skirt you punished me for brushing against my thigh as I switched on all fours if you wanted. I hear you moving in the other room, but have no idea how much longer you going to torture me by making me wait. I want to start playing with myself, but I know better than to do it before me to.
The door open and pushes you into the room quietly, completely naked. “Lucky little slut, you know better than I challenge you do not. I think you still need to see what girls like you are good for.” As you say you will stop in the middle of the room. My eyes are focused on your semi-hard cock and you laugh at how bad I look. You command me to the room to cross my hands and knees and suck your dick because that’s obviously what I want or else I would not continue to tease the boys with my short skirts.
One Response to “After the spanking”
Very true! Makes a change to see someone spell it out like that.