You've been bad and know you will be punished. You try to distract me, make me forget. You greet me at the door. White bra and lace panties with matching garter belt and stockings. You can see by the stirring in my pants that I'm excited. But you can't distract me from the fact that you need punished. I pick you up and carry you off to your bed. I push you back blindfolding you and tying you down with silk scarves. You inhale deeply in anticipation of what is to come.
You are now mine to punish. I can tell by your reaction that you think you are safe. But all bad girls must be punished.
I lightly run my hands up and down you your body causing goose bumps to form on your exposed flesh. You squirm, trying to break free from your restraint, but you can't. As my hands make my way back down your body, I begin to kiss every inch of you starting with your stocking clad feet. You know how much stockings turn me on, that's why you wore them. That's when I notice your painted toes. You tried everything you could think of to distract me. Instead, it makes the punishment that much more enjoyable for me. You're tied. There is nothing you can do. You squirm more as I kiss and caress your feet. I slow move up you slender stocking clad legs, relishing the feel of the silky material against me as I do. You struggle harder as I make my way to your most intimate area...and stop. You try to thrust your hips forward to make contact, but the restraint keep you from it. I continue upwards giving special attention to your breast freeing them from your bra. Your nipples are already hard with your excitement. They ache to be kissed. You can feel my warm breath on your breast. You tense, waiting for me to take one in my mouth. But again, I deny you the pleasure.
"Someone's been bad," I whisper in your ear before slowly kissing my way back down to where I started.
You moan in ecstasy. Your panties are absolutely dripping from your excitement. You tremble in anticipation of what will come next. But, you've been bad. You need to cool off. Much to your disappointment, you hear the door close as I leave the room.
Finally, after what seems like an eternity, you hear the door open. You inhale sharply and gasp as a hand touches your feet. You brace yourself. You know what you are in for. The caressing starts over. You never really calmed down from the first round of punishment. Every kiss, every caress makes you wetter. You can feel warm breath on your cheek. You turn to meet my lips, kissing me deeply, our tongues intertwined. But something is different. You can't place it. Our embrace doesn't break. You can feel the blindfold loosening. It's being taken off!
The light is bright after having been blindfolded for so long. You struggle to look in my eyes. You want to see my desire. Your eyes slowly adjust to the light. Suddenly you notice. You try to pull back, but you are still tied. It is now my wife's turn to punish you. You knew something was different with that kiss!
