Without speaking, I reached into my handbag and pulled out the Hush butt-plug to place in your hands. A blush crept across your cheeks as you knew what I wanted. You let me inside and disappeared into your own room, preparing yourself for what was about to come. I inspected your place to see if anything changes, a lot cleaner than the last time I was here. I made my way to the diner table and sat down, waiting for my dinner to be served by my butler. A brief moment later, you came out of your room with only a white t-shirt and no bottom.
What a slut,
I laughed silently to myself.
You made your way to the kitchen to prepare both of our plates for dinner, I sat and watched your every movement. Your soft hair bounces from each step and your ass swayed from every turn to get the plates and silverware for us. I noticed a black plug poking out between your cheeks and smiled to myself. I grabbed my phone and turned on the first vibrating level and watched you flinch, you quickly turned and looked over at me with soft pleading eyes. This is a part of your punishment, but perhaps it might be a reward for your slutty hole. You finished making our plates and set them on the table, a plate for each one of us. You sat across from me with the Hush vibrating from inside of you gently hitting the chair you're sitting on, the buzzing sounds echoed around us.
As we are eating, you proceeded to tell me about your week - I always loved hearing you speak. You tell me about your mornings, what you had for breakfasts, your usual days at work, your coworkers, what you had for lunches, and when you started to miss me. A brief pause and you asked about my day but I didn't answer. I ignore you to let you know I won't tolerate your disrespect towards me. I ignore you because I want you to beg... beg for my forgiveness and learn to be better. I switched on the next medium vibrating level as you dropped your silverware and let out soft moans.
Did I catch you by surprise there? Good.
The vibrating sounds hitting the chair are more recognizable than before.
I finished my meal and got up to the kitchen to wash my plate in the sink. Once done, I walked over to your couch and found a spot to sit, scrolling on my phone as you're left alone at the diner table. You got up and followed my steps over to the couch's floor, you kneel in front of me staring with your pitiful puppy eyes. You lifted up my skirts and lay your head on my laps instead while your hands are massaging my calves and ankles.
My cute, disobedient puppy.
I feel you shifting under me as your hands sneak up to my thighs then moves my panties to a side instead. My legs spread themselves a bit wider to let you have better access to your favorite meal. Your warm tongue pressed against my pussy lips as I moaned softly.
Is this your way of asking for forgiveness? It's quite effective.
