Her:
I'm too sore to have sex.
Me:
That's too bad. I'm still going to build you up but you will be too sore for me to satisfy you.
I wrapped my fingers firmly around her throat. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as I slowly cut off her flow of oxygen. I held tight until her hips began to buck then released the pressure. I let her get a few gasps of air before taking away her breathing again. She wrapped her legs around my calf to try to press her pussy up against my thigh.
Me:
It's too bad you are so sore. You seem really horny.
She let out a moan and pressed against me as I gripped her throat tighter. I slid down the bed and moved between her already parted legs. I kissed her thigh near the knee and began to work my way down. As I got closer I began to gently massage my tongue against her soft skin. She thrust her eager pussy into the air.
Her:
Please...
She was already so soaked that her juices had begun to drip down into the crack of her ass. I moved close and quietly let her feel my hot breath on her clit. She lifted off the bed again and let out a moan. She was ready but it wasn't her choice. I ran my finger along her wet slit to fully open her pussy. She tried to press her pussy against my finger but I pulled away. I wanted her to feel how empty she is without me inside of her. As she settled down I put my middle finger against her slit. My fingertip was covered in her juices.
Me:
Taste it.
Only the tip was wet but she sucked in the entire finger. Good girl. I rewarded her by pulled my finger from her mouth and sliding it one knuckle keep into her pussy. She let out a deep moan as I worked it against her g-spot. She was trying to hold still but not having much success.
Her:
(quietly) Please push your finger inside of me.
Me:
Hmm? I can't hear you.
Her:
(louder) I want your whole finger inside of me.
Me:
How am I supposed to hear you when you whisper? TELL me.
Her:
(yelling) PLEASE PUSH YOUR FI -- AHHHHHHHH!!!
She screamed loudly as I thrust my finger all the way inside of her. The sound of me working her pussy was loud but becoming overpowered by her breathing. I pulled my finger back.
Me:
It's a shame that you are too sore for anything more from me.
Her:
No. Please. I take it back.
I worked a second finger against her opening but only pressed enough to let her understand how badly she wanted it. She whined helplessly about wanting it but I wanted to her her beg.
Me:
If you weren't serious about being too sore then how am I supposed to know you are serious about taking it back?
Her:
I don't know.
Me:
I don't want to hurt your fragile little body.
Her:
You won't. Please.
Her voice was becoming quieter. It was beginning to take her longer to answer questions. She was beginning to fall deeper into submission. I slid my two fingers into her and she let out another moan. As I began to massage deep inside of her pussy I could feel and hear an orgasm building up inside of her. I slipped a third finger into her and began to finger her harder. As her breathing increased I began to finger her harder and faster. She was getting close. I grabbed her ass with my other hand to stabilize her so I could work her pussy even harder but her breathing plateaued. She might have been too sore. It didn't come.
Her:
Slower.
Me:
If your little pussy can't even handle my fingers then how are you supposed to be able to pleasure me?
Silence. I slowed the pace of my fingers and pulled them out of her.
Me:
I told you that you were too sore for my fingers but you didn't listen. Am I going to have to punish you?
She stayed silent but I could see from the expression on her face that the idea was arousing her.
Me:
Turn over.
I grabbed her by the arm and rolled her onto her stomach. I grabbed her at the hip and pulled her ass into the air then placed a pillow underneath her to keep her ass in the air. I pulled my hand back and laid it hard against the sensitive part of her lower ass. She let out a yelp as it connected. Before she could have time to recover I smacked her other cheek. She held her ass up in the air so I held my hand back then gently touched the sweet spot she was expecting me to hit. She flinched from the anticipation. I alternated my timing and the force of her punishment so she would have trouble predicting what was next.
Me:
