I’m lying on my bed, the house silent and still. I know he’s coming, and the anticipation is driving me wild. When he finally sneaks into my room, the thrill of secrecy sends a shiver down my spine. His eyes are dark and full of intent, making my heart race.
“Hands above your head,” he commands, his voice low and authoritative. I obey, stretching my arms out and gripping the headboard. He ties my wrists together with a silk scarf, secure but not too tight.
“You were very naughty tonight,” he whispers, his fingers trailing down my body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. “And now, you’re going to learn what happens to naughty girls.”
He kisses me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth, making me moan. Slowly, he moves down my neck, biting and sucking at my sensitive spots. I squirm beneath him, already feeling the heat pooling between my legs as he slides my shorts and panties in one go.
He takes his time, worshipping my body with his hands and mouth. He kisses and licks his way down my chest, paying special attention to my nipples, teasing them until they’re hard and aching. I whimper, arching my back, desperate for more.
Finally, he moves between my legs, his breath hot against my core. He kisses the inside of my thighs, so close to where I need him, but not quite touching. I let out a frustrated moan, trying to press myself against him.
“Patience,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against my skin. “You’re not in charge here.”
He spreads my legs wider, blowing cool air on my most sensitive spot. I shudder, every nerve in my body on high alert. He flicks his tongue out, giving me a light, teasing lick. He groaned as he tasted me, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through my body as he worked his tongue deeper. I gasp, my hips bucking towards him.
“As much as i want to eat this sweet little pussy right here,” he runs his fingers along my clit making me gasp. “you haven't been good, have you?” He whispers, his hot breath making my core clench.
I shake my head my eyes already blurry from the tears forming.
“I need words darling.”
“N-no.” I stutter as he continues to tease me, alternating between soft, gentle licks and more intense, swirling motions. I’m panting now, my body trembling with need. Just when I think I’m about to come, he pulls away, leaving me on the edge.
“No,” I groan, my voice thick with desperation. “Please, don’t stop.”
He smirks, clearly enjoying my torment. “You teased me at dinner,” he reminds me, his voice dark and seductive. “Now it’s your turn to suffer.”
He resumes his ministrations, bringing me back to the brink of orgasm. My breaths come in ragged gasps, my body quivering. But again, he stops just before I can find release, making me cry out in frustration.
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