Beauty's Punishment

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WARNING ⚠
Please be advised that this story contains mature themes and strong language.

Gia's Pov

When Irene came back, she was off the phone and brought two large glasses of water with her. She handed me one and told me to drink. After I finished, she set the glasses aside and started to unbuckle her belt.

“Punishing you got me all worked up, my dirty girl. And I haven’t had any orgasms today.”

“That’s terrible,” I said, and she laughed.

“It really is. And I think I have just the solution.”

Taking off her pants, she carefully straddled my torso. Lifting my arms over my head, she pinned my wrists and moved up until the heat of her body was right over my mouth. I lifted my mouth, eager to please her, but she lifted herself just out of reach.

“Easy, tiger. First, I need you to hold onto the headboard…”

I grabbed two of the wooden slats above my head.

“Good girl. Can you keep holding on, or do I need to tie you up?”

I squirmed a little at the thought of being tied up, but I knew she'd be more impressed if I could do it without restraints.

“I can hold on,” I assured her.

“Okay… but if you let go, I’m going to stop and get the handcuffs. Understood?”

“Yes, understood.”

Satisfied, Irene tilted her hips until I could reach her, and the lips of my mouth eagerly met the lips between her legs.

Tasting her with my tongue, I settled into the rhythm of her hips, moving my face back and forth. She was careful not to suffocate me since she’d told me to keep my hands in place.

I alternated between flicking my tongue against her clit and licking along her, enjoying her slippery wetness…

“Mmm… yes, right there…” It wasn’t long before I heard her moaning above me, and her gentle thrusts grew more insistent. Yielding control, I opened my mouth wide, sticking out my tongue so she could move as she pleased, then, as she pressed herself into my mouth, I gently sucked on her clit just the way she liked, pushing her over the edge.

Leaning against the headboard, she took a moment to catch her breath. With the late hour and all the activity—both out with her friends and at home with me—I fully expected her to be spent and ready for sleep.

Instead, she dismounted and stood next to the bed while she finished undressing. I lay patiently waiting for her next move, still naked, with my hands holding the headboard. Handing me a tissue, she let me clean up my face, then gave me a firm and tender kiss.

Returning my hands to the headboard (since she hadn’t told me otherwise), I tingled all over as she ran her hands along my body, savoring every inch of me.

“How would you like to come?” she asked, and I was so caught off guard I struggled to find an answer.

“I, um… I’m allowed to… um, again?”

Irene raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

“Do you not want to?”

“Oh! No! I mean, yes, yes… please. I do. Very much so.”

Laughing at my alarmed correction, she rested her hands on my breasts, gently teasing my nipples again. I arched my back, reaching for more of her touch.

“Of course you do, my naughty, insatiable girl… The question is, how?”

I moaned and squirmed while she toyed with my breasts, leaning down to lick and flick my nipple with her tongue. I couldn’t get enough of it.