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Lisa Chooses Her Punishment

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JENNIE

Lisa's eyes followed me apprehensively as I stood, my shadow falling over her face. She was naked, disheveled, and breathless, but those eyes were avid. They were ready. She swallowed once, nervously.

I spoke to her in my calmest honeyed tone. "How do you think you should be punished? What does a disobedient little girl like you deserve?"

I was toying with her, as she certainly realized. I had expected her to succumb, and she did, spectacularly. I had been eating her pussy while moving a very strong vibrator on and off her clit. I'd switched randomly, first trailing long licks from her asshole up along her entire cunt, then thrusting my tongue deep inside of her. I pressed the vibrator strongly onto the spot where it drove her crazy, and then held it there as I fucked her with my mouth.

Soon Lisa's legs stiffened, her body trying to arch away from the torment of my mouth and the relentless vibration, and I knew she was almost at the point of no return. That's when I hooked the thumb of my free hand into the bottom of her pussy, a move that I knew from experience made Lisa wild, and began to rub. She had no chance. I waited until she started to emit a low squeal and then I lifted my face and warned her.

"You aren't allowed to cum yet, you eager little slut!" But of course, she was already there, and the next instant she let out a cry of ecstasy she was unable to suppress.

She'd hardly recovered when I stood and asked her my question about the appropriate punishment for a disobedient little girl. Now she absorbed the fact that I was waiting patiently for an answer. To Lisa, that was a torment in itself. She squirmed uncomfortably under my stern gaze. She did not like making this kind of choice. Which is exactly why, every so often, I ask her to choose her punishment.

"Jen- I mean Daddy, I am so sorry," she whimpered. "I tried to hold back, but it was too late. I -- I -- your mouth just felt so good on my cunt, Daddy," she added with a coquettish smile.

I frowned at her. "You stole an orgasm, Lisa. Your orgasms belong to me and you did not have permission for one. Desperate flattery does not change that."

Lisa anxiously turned around so she was on her knees looking up at me pleadingly, assuming the role I wanted her to play, penitent and contrite.

"Daddy," she began softly, after clearing her throat, "I humbly apologize. I did not mean to steal an orgasm or to disobey you at all. And if you judge my apology insufficient in any way..." She looked up, and I could see the wheels spinning. She hated to decide. So many options. What would please me? What would move our little scenario forward?

"Then I humbly request, Daddy, that you use my wayward mouth however you choose."

I folded my arms, looking down at her and shaking my head slightly as if I were very disappointed in her.

"Lisa, are you telling me that sucking my cock is a punishment for you?"

"Oh, NO! Daddy, no, of course that is not what I meant. Not at all, Daddy. I just, I mean, I thought..." The words tumbled out and the color rose crimson in Lisa's cheeks. She was so pretty when she blushed with humiliation.

"I asked you what punishment you thought was suitable for a disobedient girl who cannot stop herself from cumming. And you think the answer is more cock?"

"N-no, Daddy!" Realizing her error, Lisa sighed and tried again. "Um, I will bring you anything you need -- whatever tools you require to punish me more thoroughly."

I shook my head again and looked at her with darkness in my eyes. She stopped babbling and shifted a little, flustered. This was good. "I told you to choose, Lisa , but you only answer me evasively. Now you will also need to be punished for failing to respond properly. Tsk tsk."