Bad Girl Bondage – Reminding me of my place

Bad Girl Bondage – Reminding me of my place

Ever since we started our adventures, I’ve become insatiable. And you’re enjoying keeping me reigned in. Allowing another man to come through and fuck me now and again, but keeping me close so I don’t go off and get into trouble. You know what I’m like when I get addicted to cock like this. It can become a problem. But it’s nothing some bad girl bondage won’t remedy.

The thought of bad girl bondage makes my mouth water.

Soon, my pussy starts buzzing and getting wet. If you put a cock in front of me, I will go into auto-pilot slut-mode. Pleasing that cock right to completion if you let me. You know all this, and you’re okay with it. But sometimes you have to punish me. Like tonight. When I walk into the bedroom, looking sexy for our night out. I stop short. Our special leather cuffs are on the bed! I know what this means. I’m in trouble. Bad girl bondage is always intense, and now my butt starts to tingle too.

Suddenly, I feel your fingertips on my exposed lower back.

I startle at your touch. This wispy dress I chose doesn’t seem so wise now. The fabric is so thin and all. If you decided to spank me through it, that is. “Hands behind your back,” you breathe into my neck. Lust rolls over me, and I feel my arms obey without asking me. Indeed, bad girl bondage drives me crazy! You jerk me slightly as you buckle the thick cuffs into place. My heart is racing, and adrenaline is pumping through my veins. As you buckle them into place, I can feel the bulge of your hard cock pressing up against me.

I can feel my nipples hardening.

You guide me to bend over the foot of the bed, grasping my cuffed wrists with one hand and a mound of my pretty red hair in the other. Pushing my face into the mattress, you growl into my ear, ‘Do. Not. Move!” I moan and obey. As your hands release me, I remain with my face and tits in the mattress, and my ass high in the air. You adjust my hips, teasing my cheeks with the palm of your hand. Bad girl bondage is always well deserved. I know that. I’ve been flirting way too hard. Cumming way too often. It has to be done.

I whimper and think about why I deserve bad girl bondage.

Then, you spank me. A dozen times or so. Slow, but firm. Talking me through each one, reminding me why we are here. Bad girl bondage helps me. It helps us both. In the end, you gently untie me and tell me to get straightened back up. As I’m walking away, you say “Stop…” Kneeling, you fasten in place my new hotwife anklet. We both admire it and share a knowing smile. Tonight should be getting even more interesting. I think you know that I want it really dirty….

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