The sight of cum spilling from the girls mouth was just too much to take as my moans joined those on the screen. My eyes were riveted on the show in front of me, my attention so keen on the actors delighting in a cum fest that it was your words that broke my spell, alerted too late to your presence.
"Oh, um… Josh-Sir you're home." I say, stating the obvious as I pull my legs shut, my fingers sticky with my fresh juices, my face burning as I flounder for the remote wanting to turn off the porn even as the sounds from the TV increase in volume.
You stand impassive, leaning against the door frame just watching me. Watching your slut caught playing with herself when she was under a restriction you had imposed. Watching how I try to arrange myself, pulling my skirt down but my panties discarded beside the bed. You close the short distance and pick them up, holding them as a dark smile crosses your face.
"Missing something?"
My heart fully ready to leap from my mouth, not wanting to open it for fear of what I might say but knowing you expect a response. My eyes on yours, finding your expression unreadable knowing only that you caught me going against your wishes, my eyes drifting from your face to my panties, visibly wet from the teasing excitement of watching the DVD.
"Please…" I begin, stalling still unsure where my words are going to take me. "I'm sorry Sir, I didn't mean to play, I was just watching, waiting for you but then…" my words trailing off as I chew my lip, knowing my excuse sounds feeble, my eyes dropping to the ground waiting for your answer.
"What was the last thing I told you today before I left?"
"You said... you told me that I wasn't to play. That I was not allowed to cum until you returned home."
"Uh-hmmm." You walk around to the other side of the bed, still holding my wet panties, my eyes following you and having to turn my body in order to keep you in sight. The movement of twisting on the bed causing my skirt to ride up, the smooth skin of my thighs, you can see the first paw print of my tattoo on the inside of my thigh and you imagine the other little paws, each print moving up to my pussy which you know will be pink and swollen, flushed and wet both from the playing and from the current situation. My body betraying me, even as I know I have bought you displeasure my nipples are visibly hard and my cheeks are red, my love/hate of pain and punishment tensing my body. Your body. Your slut.
"So you did hear me loud and clear then Rose? You just decided to ignore me? Is that what I am hearing?"
"N… Yes Sir" Wanting to deny it, not wanting you upset at me but knowing the truth is always more important.
"And how many times did my little whore cum today?" Your eyes drill into me, daring me to lie to you as if to say no matter my answer you know the truth.
"Only twice Sir."
"Only. Hmph." A silence hangs, you look away from me and I watch you, trying to read your body, wanting to read your mind and wondering what I can say to appease you. You turn back to look at me and I know that smile, I know you have thought of some appropriate punishment. "Come, grab that DVD and we will watch it together in the lounge." You leave the room without waiting for me, leaving me to scramble off the bed and grab the movie. Walking down the hall and into the lounge to find you already naked and sitting on the couch in front of the TV.
You have the remote but haven't turned the TV on, waiting for me to do it as you sit back and watch. Bending down to open the DVD player my ass and pussy are flashed to you as my skirt rides up. Aware of my exposure I linger, giving you a full view, parting my legs a little and wiggling while trying to pretend I don't realize, fiddling with the DVD player before standing up and turning around.
"There, all done Sir." I can't help but smile as I see your cock, hard against your stomach, the sight of it sending a little thrill through me making me tingle, getting wetter knowing I will have your cock in mere minutes.
I drop down on the couch next to you, snuggling up close as the DVD begins to play, my mind more on your cock throbbing so close to me then the scene on TV. Your eyes, however, never leave the screen, watching intently, ignoring me. The familiar irk that you would ignore me rises, knowing you tease and this is punishment and it is meant to make me feel inadequate I squirm impatiently beside you, my eyes moving from the TV to your face as you continue to stare as though I am not there.
Taking a bold move, dropping my head into your lap, my lips not quite touching your cock waiting to see if you will stop me but my movement still getting no response. Thinking I have worked out your plan to ignore me completely I smile and let my tongue extend, licking slowly up your shaft, the hard metal ball from my piercing sliding over your skin. Still getting no response and feeling surer of myself now I slip to the floor, settling between your knees, my hands rubbing your thighs as you act oblivious to my presence.
My tongue lapping at the increasing spilling of precum, whimpering as my tongue probes your slit before my mouth engulfs your head, lips resting beneath the ridge of your head. My hands meanwhile had moved from your thighs, one cupping your balls the other curling around your cock. Looking up as I suck your cock into my mouth further, your eyes still on the TV ignoring me, I can hear the sounds of sex coming from the speakers behind me, the sound affecting me in combination with your cock in my mouth as I moan and begin to suck you.
I love your cock; I worship it like I do you, always eager to have you in my mouth, to make you cum so that the focus is on your pleasure. My guilty pleasure is that I love it as much as you do, love the hardness against my tongue, the movement of your hips as you start to get closer, the explosion of cum as I drink down my reward.
