"I told you not to peek!" I said."I told you not to peek!" I said. "That's going to cost you!" "What are you going to do about it?" more defiance. I love it when she gets that way, especially when she shouldn't. She does, too, which is why she does it. I grabbed a leather blindfold and placed it across her eyes, then buckled it carefully over her blonde hair in the back. "Be careful." I warned. "You didn't win, so you will do what I tell you or pay the penalty!" I buckled a wide leather belt (more like a supple leather corset with several rings and smaller buckles on it) tightly around her waist. Two more wide straps graced her thighs, right up against her now-damp puss. I then selected four leather cuffs, and fastened one to each wrist and ankle. The wrist cuffs, I fastened to the ones at the thighs, and two smaller straps pinned her elbows to the sides of the waist belt. I embraced her from behind, and began to pay serious attention to her stiff little nips. "Ooooooooo! Harder!" she moaned as I pinched and twisted gently. "Be quiet! I'll decide what I do, when, and how!" "But it feels sooooo good! Don't stop!" she said, pressing her ass back against my crotch. "I'll decide what you do, too, and the first thing you're going to do is take off my clothes! Now!" It took a while, using her teeth and tongue, to work my t-shirt up to my arms. I sat down to make it easy for her to completely remove. When she had finished, I stood up again, and suddenly moved away from her. "Now, the shorts!" It took her a minute or two to find me, and she had to get onto her knees to grab the waistband to pull them down. As soon as she had uncovered it, she laughed greedily as her lips made a beeline for my cock. Pushing her head away, I said "I didn't tell you to suck on me, I told you to take off my shorts! That's going to cost you, too!" I didn't exactly stand still and make the job easy for her. |