MissAutmn

"There's the problem", as they spread their legs open and perform checks.

"I'm going to need to release some pressure here. This is why there's been such bad behaviour all day." As they maneuver their submissive into a position where they can begin taking them with their hand. Not in a romantic way, not in a sexual way, but a necessary way. A functional way.

Grabbing two small makeup brushes and deciding to play a game. Seeing what I can make leak more, your drooling gagged mouth or your helpless pussy after I open up your lips and "coochie coochie coo" your sensitive, ticklish insides until you're so needy you drip your submission and surrender all over the seat.

Looking at me with tears in your eyes and wrists straining against their bondage, as I smile and *brush, brush, brush* your pink pussy into a leaky faucet.

Your legs desperately trying to close while your mouth forcefully laughs and your needy hormones start running down your leg.