Blog : Remember later that day?

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5/24/2023 12:07 pm

Remember later that day?

Do you recall what happened once we got back to the hotel room?
There was a reason why we stopped in the hotel bar for a couple of drinks on the way back to our room, but I didn’t let on.

Once in the room we removed our coats and almost immediately you said you had to go and pee, all that wine and coffee and perhaps the breeze around your naked pussy and the pressure of the butt-plug was having an effect.

‘No – wait awhile,’ I told you.

I was sitting on the edge of the bed and gestured you over to stand in front of me. With my hands on your hips I turned you around so your back was to me and lifted your skirt to look at the blue jewel end of the butt-plug nestled between your cheeks. Holding your hip with my left hand I push your upper back so you bend over in front of me. I slowly pull the plug out, stretching your butt delightfully before pushing it in again, out and in again until you start a throaty moaning. It plops out with a little squeeze from you and I suck my finger and push it up your stretched asshole a few times – mmm it feels so good, smooth, silky, tight and warm.

I pass you your damp knickers and tell you to put them back on. Then I turn you to face me and slowly rub your pussy through the moist material. You were squirming by then and insisting that you had to go and pee.

I followed you into the bathroom but as you went to lift the toilet seat, I pushed it back down and told you to sit on the side of the bath with your feet inside. You took off your shoes and sat as instructed. I reached my arms around you and with a hand on each of your knees I forced your legs wide apart.

I slide my left hand down your blouse and gently squeeze your breasts, teasing your hard nipples whilst I<b> insert </font></b>my right inside your pants.

‘No peeing yet!’ I insist.

I rub your pussy lips and clit and feel the smoothness as you lubricate yourself and taking this as my cue, I slide a couple of fingers deep inside you. I feel your internal pussy muscles spasm and clamp my fingers.

‘Ooh, I’m going to pee,’ you whimper apologetically.

‘No you’re not.’ I tell you (knowing full well you are).

I speed up my hand movements, my fingers rubbing your G-spot. You’re breathing has become heavy and erratic you grab my hand but I keep on rubbing…

‘Oh, oh, oh god, oh shit, oh fuck, oh yes, yes!!!!’ you yell, as you cum and pee simultaneously, drenching my hand and dripping through your panties as your climax explodes through you.

‘Get yourself cleaned up and meet me back in the bedroom. You disobeyed me and will have to be punished.’ I inform you as I turn on the shower and leave you slumped over your knees on the side of the bath.

Being a kind Dom I decide to let you choose your own punishment. So tell me what kind of punishment this naughty woman desires and deserves.


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