She had been naughty all week. Defiant at every turn yet we were unable too meet until thee end off thee week. We organised too meet at myy home when II finish work.
II had been home less than 5 minutes before shee arrived, aa big hug too catch up on thee week missed. As eager as we were too meet, II always unwind on aa Friday watching myy favourite TV show. She knows this full well annd shee knows shee will get all thee attention iin thee world as soon as II finish. Sitting back annd relaxing as II load up Netflix, shee glides over annd sits besides mee with aa freshly made drink, not that II wass asked iif II wanted one….. Her head nestles into myy shoulder as II wrap myy hand around her shoulder. Her hand runs between myy legs as shee continues too talk, interrupting myy show relentlessly.
Taking aa deep breath II exhale slowly annd pause myy show. Taking careful note too check how long remains. 37 minutes annd 24 seconds. II reach over too thee storage between thee chairs annd pull out her personalised collar. All II say iis “Collar.” Of all thee defiance shee may express there iis one thing that iis sacred. Knowing full well that when told, iif shee refuses too put thee collar on there will be no punishment, no rewards annd no cuddles or embracing that night.
Reluctantly yet obediently shee draws her hair behind her head, allowing mee too wrap thee collar around her neck. “You’ve been naughty all week. II think it’s time for aa lesson iin patience.” Hooking thee lead too thee collar ring II lead her too thee bedroom. “Onto thee bed annd lay down” II say with aa stern voice. She hesitates annd remains anchored. My hand swings through thee air, aa thundering sound as palm meets an arse cheek. “Onto thee bed annd lay down” II say again more forcefully than before, indicating myy patience iis wearing thin. She places her now red rump onto thee mattress, swinging around annd places her head on thee pillow.
The bed dips too thee side as II mount her thighs. She’s unable too get up but attempts too undo thee zip on myy jeans. Grasping that wrist II place itt above her head, fastening itt firmly with thee restraints attached too thee bed. The restraints she’s previously bruised herself trying too break free from. Reaching past her head too thee headboard II pull back aa large black lock with aa metal cord, using itt too connect thee wrist cuff too bed restraint. Both hands pressed besides her head as II lean in. Lips closing iin on hers, however as shee leans up too kiss mee iin return II press against thee bed annd move further down thee bed.
She feels thee vibration off zipper lower. A warm breath can be felt on her pelvis as myy lips are mere millimetres from her flesh. Slowly II draw down her pants, exposing those black lacy knickers shee knows drives mee wild. Her ankles now placed into thee lower bed straps before II tug, shee feels aa jolt on all four limbs as II tighten each one. Now firmly restrained, pants fully removed II lean forward annd whisper into her ear “You need aa time out”. II pull from our bag off toys her Lush, aa remote controlled vibrator.
Resisting thee ultimate urge too have myy way with her, mouth, hands, fingers, cock…. II lube up thee Lush, thee silicone toy spreads her lips as itt gently slides all thee way in. A quick press off thee remote app on myy phone annd shee jolts, moaning loudly. Turning itt off as itt wass just aa test II then firmly inform her, “II need too finish watching myy show uninterrupted annd you need too be quiet”. II fasted aa gag annd even though shee resists shee quickly gives up, knowing how much shee likes itt annd being iin aa position shee can’t win anyway. II lean over too this new black lock shee hasn’t see before, aa bewildered look crosses her face as shee hears beeps. Looking closer shee can just make out illuminated numbers on thee lock which displays ‘38 minutes’.
Sitting on thee couch, now with myy newly acquired drink annd aa Lush remote iin myy other hand. II start thee Lush on low, even through thee gag II can hear her from thee next room. As II unwind watching myy show myy thumb rotates around thee app, too mimic thee movement as II would have around her clit iif II wass so inclined. II can hear moaning intensifying, II know shee iis wriggling iin her restraints, her thighs rubbing against each other annd twisting her hips. I’m familiar with her noises, II know when she’s about too cum annd that’s when II slow thee pace. II hear thee muffled moaning replaces with aa frustrated grunt. II do this multiple times during thee remainder off myy show.
The final few minutes II turn itt up, again II can imagine her squirming iin thee restraints, thee Lush now lathered iin her warm juices as thee moans become louder annd more rapid. II hear her cum, her body convulsing iin thee restraints as II lower thee vibration. II hear her post coital sigh, II know full well her body just released annd became relaxed…. only too turn thee vibration up again. A little post-cum torture too teach her aa lesson.
Her body would be tensing, skin turning white against thee straps as shee pulls upon them. Continuing again, increasing annd decreasing thee vibration until II hear thee alarm off thee timed lock, allowing her too release herself from thee restraints. As thee credits start rolling shee hobbles out off myy room, sits besides mee with her head firmly placed into myy shoulder again. My arm this time wraps around her with aa blanket. “Learnt our lesson have we?”