1. Cooking Interrupted (For Shea)


    Date: 7/10/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: crazyhats, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    punished.&#034 You look down your nose at me, like I was a lowly servant, and you say in your most authoritative tone, &#034Is that clear?&#034 I nod meekly, facing the ground. &#034Yes, Daddy.&#034 I stay with my head bowed, kneeling on the floor, like the lesser person that I was, all the while my insides were churning with so much pleasure and arousal, I was about to burst. You look down at me, as if you were shocked to see me still sitting there. &#034What the FUCK do you think you are doing, WHORE?!?&#034 I wince, knowing that I am now in trouble. I bow my body lower to the ground, a slave now bowing to the pharaoh. &#034I'm sorry, Daddy,&#034 I say, as meekly and as pretend fearfully as I possibly could. You grab my arm to help me off the floor a little roughly, because I like it like that. But also a little gently because my knees are not amazing and I had needed help to get off the floor. After I am up off the floor, we start kissing, unable to help ourselves, because we are both so turned on right now. You abruptly break off the kiss, and spank my ass. I squeal with delight &#034You are going to pay for that bitch!&#034 you growl at me. I wince with pleasure as you tweak a hardened nipple through my shirt. &#034When I say move, I mean MOVE!! Not in 20 minutes, but right FUCKING now! Get going slut!&#034 You spank my ass again, as I take off out of the kitchen, laughing and squealing with delight. I leave a trail of clothes on my way up to the bedroom. After I am ...
    naked, I excitedly jump onto the bed, and lay on my back, spread eagle, with my pussy dripping onto the bed, already wet with anticipation. You laugh heartily, as you watch the flurry of clothes and me practically flying up the stairs. You take you sweet time following me, whistling to yourself, as you pick up your pants off the floor and fold them over a chair. You take off your shirt and put it with your pants. Then, you saunter naked over to the stove and push the now stone cold dinner you were cooking to the back burner, so the dog won't get at it. Still whistling to yourself, you click off the kitchen light. You chuckle, as you start to follow my trail of s**ttered clothes. A shirt over the Ficus plant…. Pants in the middle of the hallway… You laugh again, as you fish half my bra out of the fish tank. &#034She must be super excited and horny. I should make her wait a little longer,&#034 you smugly say to yourself, but your throbbing cock makes you quicken your pace. &#034When is he going to get here?&#034 I ask myself, exasperated, as I try squirming a little bit to ease the building anticipation. &#034Don't touch yourself, Jodi. You will be in deep trouble,&#034 I say sternly to myself, even though my hands are just itching to rub all over myself. Especially my big full breasts and dripping wet pussy. My nipples were hard and were becoming even more sensitive with the exposure to the room's cool air. &#034Keep your eyes shut, Jodi. Don't touch yourself. You will get in ...
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