You walked into the master bedroom, and set the phone upon the popsocket that you had mounted on the back and adjusted the angle so he could see everything.
"So you said I should get this bathing suit off? How should I do it? Quickly or slowly?" you asked, as your fingers slid to the straps of your top. A thought going through your head immediately, making you smile. You were still waiting for his answer, as you walked over to the speaker system turning on some music and walking back in view of the camera.
"I would say slow, but I have a feeling your going to mess with me," he joked as you winked at his as you shimmed your hips to the music and start bobbing your head to it as well getting into the rhythm of the song as you heard Paul laughing on the call as you turned your back towards him shaking your ass at him as you laughed as well.
"I thought this was supposed to be a naughty striptease not a dance off?" Paul questioned, but you didn't hear any animosity in his voice, just more humor at your antics.
"Which reminds me there will be live streams of us backstage going on before we go onstage. Your dancing just reminded me of that," Paul said, as you turned to face him, realizing that he just gave you another hint at what he was planning.
"I'll text you a couple minutes beforehand, wouldn't want my good girl to miss those," he said, his voice turning husky, and you knew the thoughts around what he had planned around those livestreams were not pg rated at all.
"Oh yeah?" you questioned as your hands went to the straps of your bathing suit pulling the halter top knot loose and letting them go, but holding your top to you still as you unclasped the back of your top and slowly removed the top from your body and threw it off to the side in a flourish feeling your nipples harden in the cold air. And at the thought that Paul was watching you strip tease through facetime states away from you.
"Do you miss me y/n?" he asked as you looked into the phone that you had propped on the dresser. Your fingers going right to your nipples pinching them, and imagining that it was Paul doing it.
"Yes, I wish you were here right now," you said, realizing that your voice was just as husky as Paul's was. And despite yourself you knew you were wet and turned on, as your fingers moved away from your breasts and down to your sides, resting on either side of your bathing suit bottoms, stopping right at the side knots that were keeping them securely on you. And slowly undoing one knot and letting them fall to the floor leaving you completely bare.
Your hands are still resting at your sides but you wanted to touch yourself so much knowing that Paul was watching you. And even though you knew that he wasn't in the same room at the moment. You still knew that the same rules applied.
You had to wait until he told you what to do.
"Now I wish I was there right now, or you were here with me," he said as you realized you weren't looking at the facetime you were more focused on his voice as you finally noticed that he was moving on the screen or had been. As he was getting back in front of the camera and he was holding something in his hands.
"Hopefully this one wasn't on the list but–" he said as you turned around and went to the bathroom. You recognized the branding of the controller even that far away. Because you had been looking into that one for awhile. When you were still involved with Evan before everything went to crap with him.
You grabbed the toy in question and came back into the masterbedroom and saw that he was smirking at you.
"Someone just couldn't wait could they?" he asked as you saw something else in his hand as he pressed the button and you heard a clicking sound. You gritted your teeth, because you were so impatient to go grab the toy without waiting for him to tell you to go get it.
Because this was how it was going to work through having this distanced relationship. More of a leash was put on since he couldn't be there in person.
"Well, guess you'll just have to learn your lesson about listening and waiting for instructions tonight then won't you?"
"Yes, I guess I will,"
"Good, let's begin, lay back on the bed," he instructed as you laid down on the bed making sure you were still in view of the phone camera the entire time.
"Put the toy inside of you slowly and don't turn it on through your controls," he said as you slowly lead your hand down in between your legs, feeling the weight of the toy in your hands as you put it inside of you, with the transmitter staying outside of you.
"It's a good thing I came up with this idea beforehand and not the day before. Because theres something you probably would like about this. I got to program some patterns that I thought you might like. And some that I knew would come in handy if you decided that you weren't going to be a good girl and follow the rules. Like waiting for instructions," he said as you felt the toy turn on and started vibrating, causing your hands to clench at your sides at the sudden feeling.
And then the vibrating changes into a low hum inside of you and then gains a sort of rhythmic beat of a pattern as it starts to build. You rubbed your thighs together as you bit your lip trying to have some semblance of control left.
"Don't fight it y/n, this is your punishment that you have to cum like this and without me," he said, changing up the pattern just as you thought you were close to cumming.
So this was the punishment. Not like before with him making you cum more than ten times. He was now withholding orgasms.
And all you could think was when the hell was the Los Angeles dates so you could get the release like you wanted.
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Tough Love
FanfictionYou are in a relationship with Evan Stanley, Paul Stanley's son that you met through a dating app. You think the relationship is going well until you go to a KISS concert without him, and things start to change in the relationship. And find that you...