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Time For Your Punishment

dirty phone sexWell, look at your sorry ass coming home as the sun is starting to rise. No call, no text, nothing. You look tired babe, a little drunk still and you definitely need a shower. You try to kiss me, and I pull away. What are the rules I ask you? Confused you mumble incoherently and walk towards the shower. You finish and walk toward the bed, but I am waiting for you. Sitting on your side with my legs crossed and a paddle in my hand.

Bend over bitch and take your licks like a man. You try to defy me but the site of the zapper beside me lets you know I mean business. You drop the towel and lay on the bed with your ass fully exposed. I just laugh as I slather your butt with oil. Get ready babe I say as I pull the paddle back and whack you. One, two, three, four, five, I seem to have lost count. Better start again. Your ass bright red as I continue. You know not to stop me no matter how hard it hurts; you don’t like the zapper. Roll over bitch, we aren’t through yet. Grab your ankles and pull them close to your ears. Look how vulnerable you are now. Hmmmm…. What should I do next? I look at the strap on and then at the zapper. Which will it be? You decide.


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