Last updated on 2022-03-15 at 21:12 pm - Estimated reading time 00:02:55
“How did you do it? How could you?” she moaned at once, incredulous while she hastened nervously to define the contours this ornament which had suddenly seized her intimacy.
Unable to get rid of the embrace of this diabolical belt of which she had not even found the closing, she stomped of rage against the armchair, pestering against this pervert who was getting drunk of her distress. Well decided to make her listen to reason, of a firm voice, he froze her anger, captivating at once all her attention.
“You’ve been a very bad girl, and bad girls must be punished.”
“But why? What the hell have I done to you?”
“Good girls should always ask permission…”
Only a scowling mumble echoed as she still struggled to free herself.
“For that and everything else, you deserve a good spanking. So that’s why I’m here tonight.”
“A spanking? Like a child, never!” she choked.
“You’re free to refuse, but are you ready to face the consequences? Do understand that without me, you will never again be able to appease this desire that I lit in you and which, if you do not take care of it, will not delay to consume your will. Soon, it is greedy of an insatiable lust that you will call me, that you will beg me to release you but then it will be too late.”
She lowered her eyes as she resigned herself, bitterly noting that it would certainly be impossible for her to get rid of this metal armor of which she did not even perceive the least bump, but which had seized so deviously her pelvis that she could almost feel her bruised clitoris, embedded in her prison, begging her to put an end to its torment.
“Sir, please release me!” she asked humbly. She was kneeling in front of him.
“I see that you begin to understand. You’re a smart girl, so you know what I want from you.”
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