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that later.
You've already noted the various "toys", around the room, but I always
feel more satisfied with subtler approaches when it comes to punishing
disobedience. I can feel your eyes on me as I cross to a table,
select a few small objects and return. Very big, wide eyes, full of
messages of ....... regret ? apology ? fear ? You know you're going
to be punished, you know it's not going to be fun, so you're frowning,
turning away from me a little, whining softly through the ball. So,
when I take your left breast in my hand and begin stroking it, softly,
lovingly, those eyes pop wide in surprise, then half-close in pleasure
as I roll your stiffening nipple between thumb and forefinger. The
noises in your throat take on a new quality as you sway a little,
enjoying the feeling as I lick and tickle all around those lovely
tight tits of yours with my tongue. You like that, don't you, Jenny ?
Tied, gagged, helpless as I arouse your body, this is what you wanted,
is
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