my baby, my baby... ♡ || smutshots / nsfw prompts <3

mirror pictures & teasing || ♡

it was another boring day, sitting alone, waiting for him to come home. I did my usual routine of working on the computer, eating lunch, then playing on my cellphone. That's when I got my idea, his favorite colour was sage green, and I had just gotten a new lingerie set, in that exact colour. I got up from my bed and went to my dresser drawers, grabbing the set, and changing into it, sitting down in front of our full length mirror, it covered half our wall space, so I knew I'd get some good pictures for him. I picked up my phone and put it on camera, taking a few pictures in various poses, even some of which I knew he liked. I sent them to him, knowing he was most likely showing someone something important, and how he'd quickly pull his phone back, and leaving his coworker with the slight memory of the image preview in the notification. Every word he could text back only fed my need for him more. I thought it would be the usual "keep that on, expect a treat when I get home" or "you look amazing, darling", but today? Oh god today was different, and I really hadn't expected it. " listen brat, I know it's your reputation to tease me at work, but I could've gotten in so much trouble if someone saw so much more then the preview. Your getting punished when I get back. " it turned me on, even if I knew he'd notice, I wanted to please myself, use a toy at that, even if it meant him railing me senseless into the bed, while I gripped the bedsheets, crying into them. So I did it anyways, preparing myself with my favorite toy, and yet again taking pictures, but this time not sending them, because why do that when you can keep them for him to look through later. I hadn't expected to hear the door open, and then slam, I didn't expect him to be home so quick, I hid the toy and quickly slid a shirt on and walked out into the living room where he stood, he expression clearly angered. I felt his eyes trailing my body, and he stopped when he saw the slick running down my leg. The crucial part of it, I knew I had it in for me now. He opened his phone and held up our chats to me, showing off all the messages I'd missed, about how he'd tear me apart if I'd been touching myself, let alone, even grinding on anything. He grabbed my wrist and dragged me back to the room, forcing me down onto the bed, before searching for the toy I'd used, and some rope. Once he'd found both, he'd tied me up in a position I couldn't get my hands near my clit, or my entrance if I'd wanted too, and turned up the toy to the lowest setting before brushing it against me, "is this what you wanted while I was working hm? taking those pictures, and sending them when you knew I used my phone for references at work, god knows what I'll do to you if that coworker saw what belongs to me."