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This is my picture for the continuing story of the couple on the train…
“Did I give you permission to fuck my hand?” His voice was sharp and hard – and he withdrew his fingers quickly. “You know there are rules, lover. And for that, a punishment is in order.”
She inhaled sharply and an icy bead of sweat ran down the nape of her neck and fell onto the pillow. Her once futile attempts to escape now intensified as her mind raced, frantically trying to plan her own plan of attack.
“I’m…I’m sorry, Sir,” she whimpered, her trembling lip causing her words to stutter. “I didn’t think…”
“And that in itself is the problem, lover. You simply don’t think.” His voice was deceptively calm and his weight shifted on the bed until she was alone. She could hear the soft pad of his feet on the floor, his steady breath as he moved closer again. He slowly and methodically walked to each corner of the bed, tightening and pulling on the restraints that held her his willing captive. It wasn’t until she heard the dresser drawer slide open that an eager dread tightened in her stomach, adrenaline flooding her already tense body. “Stop struggling. You know you aren’t going anywhere, even if you really wanted to.”
She trembled and a chill enveloped her completely, cocooning her in a blissful sense of fear. Fighting the urge to call out to him, her teeth dug into tender skin of her lip and she panted raggedly.
“You know what happens to bad girls that fail to think before they act?” His breath was hot and she jolted from the harshness of his words spoken in his velvet voice. “Speak. Now.”
“No, Sir. I promise…”
His rumbling laughter filled the space between them, effectively stopping her pleas. “Wrong answer.”
Her punishment was handed out as the soft suede of the flogger met the tender skin of her inner thighs. Her back bowed and she swallowed back her cry of surprise.
“Try again, lover.”
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