“Face forward!” I grunted again and, immediately, she stiffened and stared straight ahead. It was then that I graced her with my touch. It was then, when I was caressing her ass, that she closed her eyes, giving into the feeling of my hand on her. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time now. I could tell.
“You’ve been very naughty, Tyler. Do you know what happens to naughty girls like you?”
Tyler frowned and tried turning her head. “I don’t know what you—”
“Face forward, Tyler. I won’t ask you again. Do you want me to punish you?” Shit, that was probably the wrong question. She probably did want to be punished, but not if it meant she didn’t get the release she was always so desperate for.
“Are you not going to make me come?” she asked, as if almost reading my mind.
I chuckled a little. “Only good girls get to come, Tyler. You’ve not been a good girl at all, have you? Maybe if you do as you’re told tonight, I may grant you your orgasm, but only if you do as you’re told. Do you understand?”
“Yes, but I don’t understand what you—”
I smacked her hard across the ass, making her yelp. “Is this how a naughty girl should be treated, Tyler? Is it?”
“What have I—?”
I smacked her hard again and she screamed out, panting and moaning. I bet if I were to touch her now, she would be dripping wet. “Where were you last night, Tyler?” I shouldn’t get into this with her. I probably should keep my anger a mystery, but now I could tell her just how fucking pissed off I was about her and Ian. Now she would know without knowing who I truly am. That would come later. That would come sooner than she could imagine.
I saw Tyler’s eyes darting like she was searching for the reason I was angry at her. Then, as if she suddenly remembered, she closed her eyes.
“That’s right, Tyler. Don’t ever think you’re never being watched.” I circled her ass again, causing her to shudder.
“It was not what you—”
I smacked her hard again and she yelped. “I wasn’t born yesterday, Tyler,” I growled. “Now, where were we? Oh yes, suitable punishment. How do you think you should be punished for your actions last night, Tyler?”
Her eyes widened. “You’re asking me?”
Reaching underneath her, I squeezed her nipple, causing her to moan. “Yes, I’m asking you. You’ve been naughty and need punishment. What do you think is suitable?”
I could see her hesitating, but I could also see her panting. I could tell her dark fantasies were very much at the forefront and it was causing no end of torture in her mind. Sweet, fucking, electric torture.
As she was pondering her punishment, I gazed at her presented pussy. I could see a hint of wetness form at the end and wanted to desperately taste it. Maybe if I did, it might help her along a little.
I wasted no time. Going behind her, I bent down and licked her slit up towards her clit, tasting her sweet wetness. Tyler shuddered and her knees almost gave way. “You’re not answering me, Tyler,” I purred, getting back to my torture. I darted my tongue inside her and hummed my approval. “You taste so fucking good, Tyler. Do you want to taste yourself?”
Tyler moaned and pushed back towards me, desperate for me to touch her again. Every bone in her body ached for me.
Placing my finger inside her, I flicked my tongue on her clit. “Please,” she begged, withering under my touch. She was already there, wanting so much for me to give her that release only she knows I could.
Pulling my finger out, I got off the bed and walked around to face her. Without another word, I placed my finger at her mouth. “Taste yourself. Taste just how goddamned fucking sexy you are,” I growled.
She did as instructed and closed her eyes. She licked and sucked on my finger before finally brushing her teeth against the edges. I almost lost control and just fucked her then and there, but I had to find out what her punishment would be first.
With my finger still wet, I traced a line from her shoulders, underneath towards her breast, before finally landing on her nipple again. They were both so erect, it was hard to keep focus.
With her breathing harsh, I followed my fingers towards her wet slit again and plunged my finger deep inside. She moaned and wriggled again, making it all the more harder for me to keep my head on straight. Everything about Tyler made me lose my mind.
Taking my fingers back out, I circled her ass again. Tyler moaned and pushed back. “You can take me there,” she whispered. “I want you to grab my hair and fuck me there.”
Shit, what was she trying to do to me? She was giving me permission to take her where she’d never been taken? Fuck, if that didn’t turn me on. How poetic that on one of the last nights, maybe even the last night, I would fuck her where she’d never been fucked.