Chapter 2 – The Response
You've been a bad girl, and guess what happens to bad girls? They get punished... That's right... quiver, you'll do more then that once i'm through with you. I push you down on your bed, you fight me, try and resist me. But i'm no match for you, I pin you with a steely gaze as I rip your blouse open then tear your bra off.
Ignoring your gasps of shock I bare your top half and tear the blouse into strips quickly and wrap them around your wrist and secure it to the bed frame. You're my prisoner now, bad girls get punished... but it is certainly not how you think. I growl at you, pinching your nipples making the sharp pleasure/pain reaction sizzle through your body.
Leaning over you I lash my tongue over your rock hard nipples, my nails digging into your breasts with a firm pressure. You like it, I can tell, you're enjoying your punishment as I lash my tongue up your chest to your neck. You squirm and struggle but the restraints hold you firmly in place. There's no where to run, you're going to face this 'torture' whether you like it or not.
A woman like you needs a firm hand, to keep her out of trouble. To keep her from making mistakes that she should otherwise avoid... You squeal as I shock you, suddenly biting your right nipple and sucking it. The bolt of hot desire sparking through your body, you'll be so strung up before i'm done with you. You'll probably be able to power a light bulb.
I grin at you my eyes darkening hooded with desire as I grasp your dress and tear it open before ripping away your panties. You're flushed now, growing redder as you pant your desire. It will be a long time coming however as you still need to be punished. I step back from you slowly as you curse me, I chuckle and tell you to keep your words to yourself. Or i'll silence you, seeing the dark look in my eyes you know i'll do it.
Instead you decide to struggle uselessly at the restraints again, I chuckle at your attempts before I slide off my jacket and loosen my tie. You look at me and are hopeful, sorry darling you're not getting away with it so easily. I have you now, you're under my control, things will be moving at my pace not yours as I slowly continue to slide off my tie then casually unbutton my cufflinks before I very slowly begin to unbutton my shirt.
I know I attract you, it's yet another tool I can use against you. I'll decide when the time comes to put you out of your suffering, this is going to be fun, pay back is sweet. I slowly slide my shirt off my shoulders, your gaze is drawn to my chest. I'm just getting comfortable here I say to you as I hang my shirt over your dresser. I turn in front of you and bend over and slide off my shoes and socks pushing them under the bed.
Then I turn back to you and with a teasing grin, my eyes burning with desire for you I unbuckle my belt slowly and with the same drawn out speed unbutton my pants and unzip slowly. You're panting now, to know that I can get you hot without even touching you makes me hot. I trap your eyes with mine as I slowly push down my pants.
The only concession I will give you until i'm ready to slake your thirst is showing you just how much you affect me. Your eyes are drawn to my boxers as i'm as hard as a post, you beg me to take them off. Show you want you want to see, I consider it for a moment pushing my fingers inside the band and tug down slightly before grinning at you and pulling them up again and approach you.
Now where were we? Ah... yes, your punishment. I'm sure you have a wide range of toys that can be used to great advantage. A woman like you must have a collection. I look around your room, looking for where you might hide your stash. A woman such as yourself must have some ingenious devices to keep that wicked mind occupied.
You struggle against the bonds, you know what is coming and you can't escape it. Once I find your stash... I look under your bed and catch sight of a bright red box. I grin knowing exactly what is in that box. I pull the box out and pull it open, naughty girl, who would have ever thought you were into such things as nipple clamps.
I grin evilly as I look at you, I pluck them from the box and lift them up for you to see, you struggle against the bonds again. You don't want them, but it's exactly what you're going to get, you gasp as the piercing bite of the clamps shoots through your body as I attach them. I once again look through your box of treasures and find a rather large vibrator.
