Punishment, Continued
Added 2022-12-10 23:50:44 +0000 UTCYour partner has kept you like this for a week, without cumming. At least, that's what you remember.
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“How long has it been, you needy thing? I know – I know, I told you that I was the only one who would be allowed to make you cum. And yes, I know that it’s been a week since then. But hey, consider this a part of your punishment. You knew you weren’t meant to be touching.”
You opened your mouth to argue, only for them to stand from their chair towering over you despite being the same height. They pushed you backwards, one hand on your chest, until you reached the wall. They smirked. “And besides, you get so flustered now. I love it.”
They leant in, planting a kiss on your lips, before darting back. You could feel your mind fizzing at the desire this was evoking within you. They held up their other hand, the one that wasn’t pinning you to the wall, and snapped. And then they snapped again.
This had changed. Why were you on the bed? They were smiling down at you, straddling you. They reached down, between your still clothed legs. It felt… No. Had they? You looked down, seeing the tiny patch of darkness on your jeans. Had you soaked through?
Had they? But you’d remember, wouldn’t you? “I know, I know toy. You’re asking yourself if I’ve just made you cum and then forget about it.” They let out a soft laugh. “But that’s not the right question. The right question, is have I only made you do it once?”
