We've just come home to my new house after an enjoyable meal with lots of flirting and touching. The train ride hope was spent in pretty much one continuous snog with our hands roaming over each others' bodies. At one stage my hand made it all the way under your skirt to reveal a naughty lack of panties. Tracing my fingers along your lips, teasing your clit and sliding a finger into your warm, wet cunt kept us both amused, but I really just wanted to suck your pussy right there on the train, not caring who could see. Even walking home from the station involved groping and attempted removal of clothes in every dark shadow.
I close the door, disarm the alarm and stop you from walking up the stairs. I turn you to me, hold you tight and kiss you like I've never kissed anybody in my life. Tonight, Hannah, you become mine. I whisper into your ear that you're to obey every word of mine and step back to look at you. Your breathing deepens as you get an idea of what I might have up my sleeve and although I love staring at your tits through your blouse, they look much better naked. Your white, whispy blouse is ripped from your body by my strong hands, buttons bouncing off the walls as you kick off your shoes. I reach behind you with one hand and unhook your lacy white bra leaving you only in your skirt which shortly joins what's left of your blouse on the floor. I swear I'll never get sick of admiring your naked body.
You kiss me quickly and run upstairs giggling before I tell you to, that's one point, one punishment and you're deliberately going to keep earning points to make it a big one. I wait before chasing you and then find you in the lounge, sitting on the sofa with your arms draped across the back, your legs slightly apart with your cunt glistening and you're looking at me smugly.
"You know the rules young lady," I start, "and that's one penalty. Get on your knees, hit the floor and don't move."
I leave and return with our toybox, now you know you're in for it. Your white leather wrist and ankle cuffs are secured and then I order you to stand and touch your toes. Once in position I secure all four cuffs together and then grab my camera. You're smiling too much as I snap away – this is meant to be a kind of punishment – so I spank your arse five times on each cheek until it's glowing red. Now the grin has gone and you're looking lustful. Time for some more photos and some more fun. The camera is now mounted on its tripod and I kneel behind you, still wearing my suit, before rapidly thrusting my tongue as deep as I can inside your juicy pussy to get as much of your nectar as I can. The remote for the camera hidden in my hand keeps the pictures snapping.
I suck on your clit and you almost lose balance. Your hands grip your ankles tightly so that you stay on your feet and you squeal loud enough for the neighbours to know I have you here again. You taste so good. My hands grip your arse cheeks, spreading them to allow me more access to your delicious cunt and my ultimate goal, your puckered arse.