There’s that little attitude of yours again. All night, you’ve been testing the limits. Pushing my buttons in all the ways you know how.
I know just why you’re acting out and although it was cute at first, I’m starting to think maybe you need to be taught a lesson.
You’ve been a fucking brat.
And now you’re paying for it - restrained on the bed with your hands cuffed above your head. Your ankles bound together and I have you laid out for me. Your clothes are disheveled and ripped open so I can catch just a glimpse of your soft skin.
“You look so fucking pathetic like this…”
I whisper, smiling down at you. My breathing is ragged as I straddle your pretty face to pleasure myself. Making you watch while I dip my fingers in my wet cunt, fucking myself over your face.
I can just barely hear you whimpering behind the tape covering your mouth.
“Was that an apology? I can’t quite hear you, sweetheart…”
