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There was nothing Byulyi wouldn’t do for her beloved baby girl.  Whether it was indulging her expensive tastes with the latest designer items fresh off the runway or flying her to remote islands in the middle of the Pacific for a well-deserved break or just staying tucked away in their penthouse in the heart of Yongsan-gu as they dined on all the greasy junkfood their skin would surely hate them for later.  Honestly, it was kind of shameful how enraptured by her Byulyi really was. But in Byulyi’s defense, she never gave her sweet angel anything unless she asked for it nicely.  Really there was nothing more delightful to her than hearing her lover ask sweetly, “Mommy, may I?”

So really she shouldn’t have been surprised when she walked through the door of their home to see her beautiful baby on her knees—clad only in her sheer bubblegum pink babydoll dress anda barely there ivory lace thong (Byulyi’s ultimate weakness)—with an oblong cherry red (the same shade gracing her pouty lips) box on her lap as she sweetly asked, “Mommy, may I?”  Byulyi had to take a second to compose herself because really she was not expecting this at all.  Truth be told, she was exhausted from yet another grueling day at the firm and, up until that moment, had only wanted to collapse into bed and snuggle up with her girlfriend.  But now that she was really registering the sight before her eyes, she figured that getting into bed this way was a much better option.

Shaking off her tailored blazer, she placed her keys and bag onto the little stand next to the entryway. She undid the cuffs of her cream blouse as she spoke, “What is it that you want to do, princess?”

“I want to play with you, Mommy.”

Byulyi almost shivered at the way the words flowed so smoothly like honey from those beautiful lips she loved to kiss until they were raw and swollen.  “Is that so?” She turned to stand in front of her lover and commanded, “Be an angel and help Mommy out of her shoes, will you.” Eagerly her baby girl snapped into action, carefully unlacing and sliding the loafers off Byulyi’s feet and setting the shoes in their proper slot.  “Thank you, angel.”  Byulyi stepped past her and undid the first few buttons of her shirt. “Is that a gift for me?” she questioned as she made her way toward the sofa.

“Yes, Mommy!” came the chirped response.

“Bring it to me so I can unwrap it.”  Her pet eagerly rose from her kneeling position and practically skipped to a reclined Byulyi. She held out the lacquered box as she knelt down in front of her once more, excited anticipation and unabashed glee playing across her beautiful face.  Byulyi smiled and took the box from her, cooing softly about how adorable her little princess was.  She unclicked the silver latch and flipped open the lid.  A smirk stretched across her lips as she ghosted her fingertips along the corded knot rested in the center of the plush cream satin.  “My, my, what do we have here…” her voice trailed off as she lifted the violet silk ropes from the box along with the matching blindfold.   “I see my baby girl has been doing some online shopping again.”  She lovingly stroked her lover’s cheek with her thumb; her sweet girl closed her eyes and nuzzled her face into Byulyi’s palm, turning her head just so before she captured the thumb in her mouth and teasingly laved it with her tongue.

Byulyi bit back a groan as the heated action sparked the embers smoldering low in her belly into a . She snapped the case shut and slipped her finger out of her baby girl’s mouth before huskily commanding, “Bed. Now.”

The words hadn’t even left her mouth before her baby girl was practically scrambling towards their room. Byulyi, however, moved at a much slower pace. Sure, she could blame her slowness on the busy day she had; but they’d both know she was lying.  Truth be told, she knew that the slower she moved, the more impatient and desperate her naughty princess would be.  The more impatient and desperate her baby was, the more receptive and sensitive to touch she’d be.  And considering she was clutching a ball of rope and a blindfold in both her hands… Well, she could afford to wait.  She would wait.  

With every step she took, she mulled over exactly how she would tie up her little one.  Granted, this would be their first foray into bondage together; however, when Byulyi had first caught her girlfriend rubbing two or three out while watching a bound camgirl fuck herself against a monstrosity of a dildo (Byulyi had to admit it was quite impressive to watch and had even considered buying the exact toy to add to their toy chest), they’d had a long and in-depth conversation about incorporating this into their playtime and had done plenty of research.  Byulyi had even practiced her knot tying skills on the assortment of ties she owned. But having the ropes in her hand now was somewhat surreal.  The only thing that kept her grounded in reality was the imagined images of what the orchid-colored ropes would look like taut against her lover’s rich skin.

That thought alone would have been enough make Byulyi weak in the knees; but when she finally entered their room and saw her gorgeous baby girl laying on her stomach with her shapely legs slowly swinging back and forth— Byulyi closed the door behind her, the click! of the door’s latch drawing her lover’s attention toward her.  With a huff, her baby girl propped herself up onto her knees and pouted, “Mommy, I’ve been waiting for you for forever!”

Byulyi quirked an eyebrow at the petulant complaint and strode toward the bed, “Weren’t you the one who asked me to play with you?”

“Yes—“

“And aren’t you the one who wants me to use these new toys—which I don’t remember approving for purchase, by the way—tonight?” To emphasize her point, she plopped the gifts down at the other’s feet.

“Yes, M—“

“And yet you’re now whining about having to wait.” Byulyi shrugged as she flicked open the top button of her blouse, “How interesting…”

Her baby girl whined sadly, “But I’ve been waiting for you all day! That’s like, I don’t know, seventy-five hours!”

Byulyi cut her eyes towards her in a fierce glare, her expression sending enough of a challenge but her words only heightened it. “Stop being dramatic or I’ll keep you waiting for longer than that. Understand?”

Feeling thoroughly scolded, she bowed her head and mumbled, “I understand, Mommy. I’ll be a good little girl and wait for as long as you want.”

“Good girl,” Byulyi smiled. “Now scoot back up towards the headboard and lie down on your back for me and keep very still.  Don’t move a single muscle unless you’re told.” Without a word, she watched as her baby girl followed her instructions. Byulyi sat at the foot of the bed and sighed as dramatically as she could, the small sound drawing the attention of her lover. “I must say,” she began as she slowly undid the remaining buttons of her blouse, “I was quite surprised to see you so eager for me, baby girl.” She slid the fabric of her shirt off her shoulders and held out the sleeve so that it dangled just so above her legs.  She watched with glee as the smooth skin rippled with chills just at the light grazing of the fabric.  “You’re so sensitive tonight for me, baby.” Byulyi turned onto her hands and knees, the smoldering dark irises boring holes into those of her love.  Without breaking eye contact, she slowly crawled upwards until she could throw one leg over the other’s waist.  “I wonder…” She leaned back—purposefully rolling her shoulders back as she moved to expose the milky expanse of toned torso and the supple mounds of her breasts which were clad only in sheer black lace—to pick up the plum blindfold. “How long has it been since we last played?” She rolled her hips downward so the thick fabric of her trousers could brush against the heated mound of her princess’ steadily pulsing core as she leaned forward, making her bite her lip to stifle a whimper.  “Must have been a very, very long time…” Byulyi smirked wickedly and dragged the silken mask along her lover’s trembling flesh before slipping it over her eyes. With her primary sense so suddenly taken away, her baby girl whimpered softly and she tightly gripped the sheets in an attempt to keep herself from reaching out and grabbing for her Mommy.  Byulyi’s smirk widened as she watched these subtle but damning reactions with great joy. Byulyi leaned forward, her long hair falling over her shoulder and along the bared flesh of the other’s neck, and ghosted her lips along the shell of her baby’s ear.  She rasped lowly in her huskiest voice, “Shall we play tonight?”

Yes, there will be a second part.

--Admin Lily