The thief catching his little playing with herself (wearing the crown) and coaches her through it as heβs drinking πβ¨π·π€π
OH GOD. THE THOTS I AM HAVING... Papi papi papi
Warnings: DDLG, dom sub dynamics, fem little, fem masturbation, vouyerism , mutual masturbation
You were supposed to wait. But you couldn't. Your thighs were tight together, your hips were rocking weakly back and forth as you tried to keep your hands from touching yourself. The dull ache of your pussy soothed only by the pulsing from your thigh muscles locked together. Not enough. He told you to wait. He told you to be good. You wanted to be good. He was always so sweet to you when you were good.
You had already changed into a silk robe, laying on the velvet sofa so he'd see you as soon as he came home. He promised you a pretty jewel necklace today. He edged you all morning telling you that the real celebration would be tonight. He knew it would be a challenge for you to not touch. You'd been aching all day. You stood up and walked around the room in an effort to take your mind off your needy pussy.
You noticed his crown sitting on his desk. He always looked so incredible when he wore that. When he fucked you in that crown. If he was feeling especially dominant he'd make you call him "my king" not Papi. You picked it up gingerly, feeling the weight of it in your hands. That told you it was the real thing, not a copy.
You looked around the room, as if he could somehow see you were being naughty. Could he?
"Papi I'm trying on all your things. You better come down and stop me." You called, but of course, you were answered with silence. Because he wasn't here. You put the crown on your head, which surprisingly fit. You went back to the sofa where you'd be able to see your reflection.
"Papi I'm wearing your crown!" You taunted the empty room.
After a few minutes, you couldn't resist any longer. You couldn't ignore your body and you told yourself that you'd be quick. He wouldn't know.
"Mmm..." You dipped your fingers into yourself. "Papi...I'm touching myself."
You wished he was here. You closed your eyes and imagined him pressing against you, his fingers working your pussy.
"Papi please..." You moaned into the empty room. The crown slipped slightly as you tilted your head back in pleasure.
"Estrellita..." You heard your Papi's low voice and your eyes flew open. The door hadn't even made a sound.
"Papi!" You froze. "You-you're back."
He was in his stealth outfit still. All black.
"I am and how surprised I was to see my little star being so naughty." His eyes narrowed. "Wearing my crown."
"I'm sorry." You bit your lip. "I couldn't help it, Papi. I needed you. My-my pussy needed you. And you said pleasure was nothing to be ashamed of."
"Yes that is true." The thief still did not crack a smile. "But there is something be ashamed of when you disobey me."
You felt your heart sink in your chest. You didn't feel like playing anymore. You wanted to grovel at his feet.
"Don't stop on my account." He crossed his arms. "You decided to be naughty so finish what you started." He turned his back to you, setting down his bag and uncorking some wine.
"B-but" You felt so small, curling in on yourself. "But I thought-"
"Only good girls get my cock." Pedro reminded you, not harsh but stern.
You knew you should grovel, cry, maybe even beg but you figured you might as well try and soften him with your pleasure. You knew he hated when any of your pleasure didn't come from him. Sexual or non sexual.
You pressed your fingers back against yourself, laying back on the soft cushions.
"P-Papi?" You still felt so bad for breaking Papi's rule.
"Go on." He turns around, cocking his wine glass.
"But-" You squirmed, your fingers hardly doing enough. "I- I can't."
"Seems like you are." He retorted.
"No I can't-" You huffed "It doesn't feel like when you do it, Papi. I need you to tell me how to make it feel good."
That seemed to have worked because Pedro chuckled darkly, his first smile since he came back.
"That didn't seem to stop you earlier, mi estrellita."
"Papi please help." You whine, tugging the silk robe open. You notice his dark eyes flicker down momentarily to where your fingers lay between your pussy lips. He sighed and sipped his wine.
"Touch your clit first, little one." You obeyed, blinking over at him with wide eyes. You could see his cock hard in his pants but otherwise he looked almost uninterested. It made you want to obey even more to get his attention. "Good girl. Now tease yourself. Be light with your touch until you can't take it any more."
You obeyed, dragging your fingers lightly over the hood of your clit, circling it lightly. You maintained eye contact with him the whole time. You felt yourself grow more wet, your stomach and ass tighten, needing more. Your hips pushed back against your light touch.
"Papi..." You moan, hoping he'd call you a good girl again.
"That's it. Now you're ready... one finger to start. Go on..." His tone softened a little, more like the attentive and giving Papi he was normally.
Again you obeyed, feeling more hopeful. The first finger went in effortlessly with how wet you were.
"Good girl. Such a good listener."
You shivered at the praise, wishing he was closer to you. Loving all over you.
You continued rubbing your clit while you stretched yourself out. Curling your finger against your walls. You gasped slightly when you found that sensitive spot inside. You could just barely reach it.
"And another." He ordered. You did as he said. "Spread your legs, estrellita. Let me see." You obeyed again, tilting your hips up so he could see you had followed his directions. "There's that greedy little pussy. She just couldn't wait for Papi. She was too greedy."
"Mhm!" You nodded, pleasure climbing. "But she needs you Papi- only you can-Oh-oh I'm close, Papi." You whimpered.
"What do you say?" He growled.
"Thank you thank you Papi." You looked over at him, barely keeping your eyes open through the mounting pleasure.
"Anything else?" He took another drink.
"I'm-I'm sorry for being naughty. I'm sorry for-for not waiting for you."
"Such a shame isn't it?" He cupped his bulge, rubbing the area that had to be his tip. "You'd be cumming on Papi's cock if you had only been a good girl."
"I'm sorry! Please let me cum on your cock." You felt tears pool in your eyes from the desperation of it all.
"No." He groaned, continuing to touch himself through his pants. "First you have to cum like this. Maybe then you'll realize what you're missing out on. Cum. Papi says to cum!"
You moaned with abandon as you came, pussy locking around your small fingers. It was a small peak despite the long lead up, snapping hard and fast down your spine. You pressed deeper trying to elongate the pleasure. It felt amazing. The shame made it even more delicious. Your hips fell down onto the cushions as the sparks of pleasure faded.
"Well..." Pedro had stepped closer, looking smug.
"It- it wasn't as good." You frowned up at him, still hungry for more.
"Of course it wasn't." He teased you, finally touching you. He pinched your nipple lightly then picked the crown off your head.
"Please papi. Can I make it up to you?" You reach up for his still hard cock before he slaps your hand down.
"Espera." He scolded. "First you're going to help papi put his things away and then maybe... maybe you'll get another reward."
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