sex

"It's past time for you to pay the price!" says the narrator.

His removal of the toys is slow and methodical.

When he looks at my boobs, I can tell he has just won the lotto, because he has a big smile on his face.

With one hand, he massages the right nipple of my genitals, while the other hand flicks my right nipple of my genitals.

In the meantime, he keeps the bunny vibrator running in my head.

It goes slowly, and I groan, imploring him to move more quickly.

Then he exclaims passionately, "No!"

He had the audacity to do something like that!

"Do you mind if I cum Sir?" "Do you mind if I cum Sir?"

"You haven't been punished yet, my love," the author declares emphatically. What about this isn't a form of retribution?

Meanwhile, he climbs to his feet and goes to retrieve his whip out of the closet.

No, not at all, not at all.

When he puts a butt plug in my buttocks, I quickly lose track of the whip.