“I’m going to be late, your hard on is just going to have to wait until I get back” wasn’t actually quite what doomed her. It wasn’t even that she was late going to the weekly witch’s gathering, as he called it. He disapproved of her gossipy friends and put up with her hosting them once a month when it was her turn, even.
It was her letting slip that this week, they were going to “test drive” sex toys before purchasing the best ones for a friend’s bachorlette party.
“What exactly do you mean by ‘test drive,” he’d asked mildly.
“We’re going to use them of course. Honestly I’ve been looking forward to this for weeks. Mary Anne ordered them from some European boutique.”
“I see.” He was quiet and left the room.
When he came back, he scooped her up from her seat at the vanity. She was too surprised to react, and he had her lying on her front on the bed in short order.
“What are you doing? Don’t! I just got ready, you bastard!”
“That’s not what you call me, is it?” he said. He was wrapping rope around her elbows, working down to her wrists.
“What are you doing, Sir,” she spat.
“You seem to have forgotten that your orgasms belong to me,” he informed her, pushing up her tight skirt and wedging a hand between her legs. He stroked her and she almost went boneless beneath him. He removed his hand and she felt something plastic and hard and blunt rubbing at her cunt. “This happens to be that dildo we’ve been working you towards taking. Once you take this, you’ll eventually take my fist, won’t you? Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to work. Angelique doesn’t arrive to do her cleaning until noon. I will leave instructions for her to release you.”
He drove the dildo into her. It felt like a baton was splitting her open. She moaned. Gushed.
“So wet,” he groaned into her ear. “You’ll have to miss lunch with your friends this week, and I’m sure you’ll find it terribly humiliating for the maid to find you like this. Trussed up in such a predicament. I’m sure by then you’ll have wet the bedclothes like a little slut. You will have to ask her, very, very nicely, to clean the sheets today after she just did them yesterday. On the upside, you have my permission to cum all you want.”

“I’m going to be late, your hard on is just going to have to wait until I get back” wasn’t actually quite what doomed her. It wasn’t even that she was late going to the weekly witch’s gathering, as he called it. He disapproved of her gossipy friends and put up with her hosting them once a month when it was her turn, even.

It was her letting slip that this week, they were going to “test drive” sex toys before purchasing the best ones for a friend’s bachorlette party.

“What exactly do you mean by ‘test drive,” he’d asked mildly.

“We’re going to use them of course. Honestly I’ve been looking forward to this for weeks. Mary Anne ordered them from some European boutique.”

“I see.” He was quiet and left the room.

When he came back, he scooped her up from her seat at the vanity. She was too surprised to react, and he had her lying on her front on the bed in short order.

“What are you doing? Don’t! I just got ready, you bastard!”

“That’s not what you call me, is it?” he said. He was wrapping rope around her elbows, working down to her wrists.

“What are you doing, Sir,” she spat.

“You seem to have forgotten that your orgasms belong to me,” he informed her, pushing up her tight skirt and wedging a hand between her legs. He stroked her and she almost went boneless beneath him. He removed his hand and she felt something plastic and hard and blunt rubbing at her cunt. “This happens to be that dildo we’ve been working you towards taking. Once you take this, you’ll eventually take my fist, won’t you? Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to work. Angelique doesn’t arrive to do her cleaning until noon. I will leave instructions for her to release you.”

He drove the dildo into her. It felt like a baton was splitting her open. She moaned. Gushed.

“So wet,” he groaned into her ear. “You’ll have to miss lunch with your friends this week, and I’m sure you’ll find it terribly humiliating for the maid to find you like this. Trussed up in such a predicament. I’m sure by then you’ll have wet the bedclothes like a little slut. You will have to ask her, very, very nicely, to clean the sheets today after she just did them yesterday. On the upside, you have my permission to cum all you want.”

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