I’ve been a naughty girl.

You told me to be good and save my pussy for you.

“No touching yourself until I tell you to, understand? Your pussy is mine, and you are not allowed to play with it until I say you can.”

And then you blindfolded me, handcuffed my wrists to the bedposts, and forced me to listen to the slick pounding and guttural moans of the porn playing in the background. What my eyes could not see, my mind was forced to imagine, and that made it worse. So much worse.

I hear your voice on the television, and I remember the video we made just a few weeks ago. My intake of breath as you fucked my ass with your throbbing cock.

“Get your ass up high and lick the floor with your tongue.”

My pussy moistens with remembrance and longing, and I imagine your cock deep inside me, thrusting with force, complete and total control.

You own me, you say.

All I can see is darkness, but I hear you clearly, and I feel your body with memories. The sensations are right there in front of me, taunting and teasing me with sultry breath and slinky fingertips. If my hands were free at this moment, they would be clutching at my nipple, fingers circling at my clit, hungrily working towards release.

“You’re wet, aren’t you?” I hear you enter the room, freeing my hands from their cuffs and then forcing my legs open wide with one swift action. You paddle my pussy so swiftly, the surprise prickles me more than the spanking, and I grab at my cunt instantly. You rap my knuckles hard this time, causing me to scream. I regret my outburst.

“You naughty little bitch,” you say, turning me over, pinning me down, spanking my ass until I can feel the red glow on my cheeks.

I’m biting my lip, holding back any moan, whimper or cry, waiting for your next move.

You leave me there, I hear you walking out, shutting the door behind you. Minutes pass and my fingers twitch, I’m lying there as you left me, face down, arms at my side, blindfolded and waiting.

I bring my fingers to my lips and lick them, and my hand travels down to my hip, finding its way to the front of my panties, inside them now, caressing the skin and lips that guard my moist, wet clit.

I hear the doorknob turn and click.