“Uh…” her soft and almost inaudible gasp resonated through out the room. He couldn't look back, he knew all to well the trouble he was in. She had returned from shopping early, and stood by the door in shock.
“What do you think your doing?” she asked in a baffled tone. His mind began racing for a suitable answer.
“Honey, I can explain.” he finally stammered out as he turned to face her. Dropping the shopping bags in her hands, the baffled face quickly turned to anger as she realized exactly what he had been doing. His cock bulged beneath her finest pair of black lace panties.
“No, don't even try. Get my panties off now. … Now!” Pausing only for a brief moment he awkwardly complied. As he pulled them down, his man hood bobbed out, harder than she had seen it in ages.
“Hahaha, you pervert! You fucking pervert!” her anger had seemed to all but vanish in her laughter. Sighing a sigh of relief his cheeks still blushed…
“Wait till my lawyer hears of this. Hahaha, on second thought, you best put those back on, they'll be all you have after I'm through with you!” Quickly he shrank as her almost gleeful threat set in.
Collecting her bags, she left the room and him behind.
Entering the living room he's now dressed, a worried look across his face. She's sitting side ways on the sofa, phone in hand.
“I know! I couldn't believe it myself! Talk about ridiculous! Hahaha!” her laugh sends chills up his spine as he approaches. His ears straining to hear the imperceptible voice on the other end.
“Excuse me, I have to go. He's here now. … Bye.” She bursts into giggles before she hangs up the receiver.
“Who was that?” he asks in a soft tone with little confidence.
“Honey, please, don't do this. I beg of you. I'll…”
“You'll what? You'll do anything?” a glint of sadistic glee fills her eyes as she sits up, looking him in the eye.
“Y-yes, anything. Just please, don't do this.” the words escaped his lips before he could stop himself.
Standing up, she slowly hikes up her skirt past her garters and removes her panties.
“You like them? Do they turn you on? Is it the soft lace, the fabric ridding up your ass as your cock bulges in the tight fabric?” she asks as she teasingly holds her wet panties by a finger. “or is it that they're soaked in my sweet honey?” … “You said anything didn't you. Put them on.” she tosses them at him.
Pausing he stares at her in disbelief.
“You said you'd do anything, now put them on.” her tone shifting from playful to demanding. Carefully, and cautiously he removes his clothing, still in disbelief. The deliciously wicked smile across her face growing with each piece he removes.
“Put them on, you know you want to.” she coos as she walks over to him.
“No, I don't.” his words are doubtful.
“Hahaha, don't lie. Yes you do, your hard little friend says you do.” She softly strokes his cock with her hand.
“No, no, no. Slowly, enjoy it.” her words slowing him as he slips them on. His cock dripping precum as he forces it down and into them.
“Mmmm, they do look rather sexy on you, my bitch.” Her playful smile fading away in favor of a wicked grin. “That's right, that's part of anything. Your my bitch, and your cock belongs to me now. You don't cum with out my permission anymore. Understand?” Her hand now running over his bulge.
“Y-yes dear.” his voice as week as his knees.
Unbuttoning her skirt, and letting it fall to the floor she reclines back on the sofa and spreads her legs.
“Please me bitch and I just might let you cum tonight.”
“Hehehe, mysterious stains and panties out of order… Now I know, and now your mine…”
Story by Saucy © CollarNcuffs.com