ugh I should be asleep right now, but M came to mind. I thought of him I reading my blog and getting really upset/jealous (dont know the right word, damn brain farts) and he decides to punish me.
“You have been teasing your readers!” he hisses. “Being a little cock tease!”
When I try to protest, he spanks me. “Making them wonder what it would be like to fuck this tight little pussy! Well, this pussy,” each word is followed by his hand coming down hard on my bum. “is mine! I don’t share what is mine!” he yanks on my hair to look at me. To stare in my tear stained face. “Are you mine?”
“You probably offend your female readers too!” he sighed as if he was disappointed in me.
“N-no!” I whimper.
“No? what? do they play with their pussies too? Get all wet while reading your naughty cock teasing stories about me and you?” M demanded. He plays with my bottom, stroking it. Sliding his fingers under to caress my slit. I squirm on his lap. His touch is maddening. Barely feathering over my swollen clit.
“I don’t know,” I moan. “Please. Please.”
“Oh no my little sex monster” M crooned, “I warned you what would happen if you persisted on teasing your readers.”
I sensed movement behind me. Suddenly something slid into me, stretching my pussy hole. filling me. I groaned, clenching down. Surprised by the unexpected penetration, I fought against his hands. What the hell was going on here?
“Shh, its just a vibrator!” he assured me.
What? I wiggled about in his lap until I was sitting up facing him. “What are you doing with a vibrator,” I asked bewildered.
He held up his phone and the smile on his lips filled me with unease. “I thought I would take you shopping.”
“What are you..” I couldn’t finish my sentence, and suddenly the vibrator in my pussy began to hum. I let out a little shriek, as tiny frissons of pleasure crashed over me.
“You better be quieter than that.” M helped me to my feet. “Pull up your leggings,” he instructed.
I was dazed and shakily did as I was told. “Is that a remote!” I hissed pointing to his phone.
“Yes.” M answered. “It has a 10-foot range. Quite convenient if you ask me.”
I was stunned by what was happening. “I don’t understand. Am I walking around with a wireless vibrator? In public!”
“You sound so scandalized!” M’s amusement infuriated me.
“Your behavior sometimes scares me” I admitted.
“Why? Because I am satisfying your desires. Your wants?” M purred stroking my hair from my face.
“No because to me you seem to be the kind of man who preferred vanilla sex” I whispered my skin pinkening.
M’s eyebrow rose in surprise. He burst out laughing. “vanilla sex?” he echoed.
“Do you even know what that is?” I scowled.
“Do you?” M countered. “I prefer a little kink and twists with sex. It makes it exciting. But I also love sex to be intimate, slow” as he spoke he drew me close his breath whispering over my lips. My heart beat faster. “consuming.”
Then without warning, the vibrator came to life, buzzing with a mild intensity. Startled, I clutched at him, “Nice try,” he murmured. “but you won’t get out of your punishment.”
The sensations were incredible, tiny squirts of my pussy juice were already leaking into my panties.
“I can’t do this!” I pleaded. “I will squirt. or someone will see. Please.”
“Chin up, my little sex monster.” he turned off the vibrator and I sagged against him in relief. “I will leave it off until we reach the bookstore. You can buy any book you want. As many as you want.”
Some time later I reached the bookstore, full of anxiety. True to his word M had not turned on the remote. Browsing the shelves, I was hoping I was far enough from him the vibrator wouldn’t sync with his phone. Until I turned and saw he was casually having coffee at the Starbucks lounge nearby.
I waved. He smiled.
“Do you need any help?” a voice asked. I turned to find a sales associate smiling at me.
The vibrator buzzed inside me. I stiffened, my jaw clenching as every cell in my body was bombarded with pleasure. “no,” I managed. “I am fine.”
“Are you sure?”
I smiled. Barely. The sales associate walked away, and I let out the breath I was holding. I felt shaky and light headed. It felt wonderful, I could feel my wetness soaking my panties dripping down my thighs. I wondered if my leggings were being soaked as well. I should have been panicking but at the moment I didn’t care.
I took a few steps and pretended to read the back of a book when the vibrator stopped. I frowned. I walked down another aisle, perusing some non-fiction when the sales associate returned.
“Hi just to inform you we have a 10% discount on non-fiction. 50% discount on new age and.” she broke off when she noticed how flushed I was. “Are you sure you are ok?”
I smiled. “Fine.”
Again the vibrator went off. After about another 10 minutes I was back on the edge of climax. Lingering. The vibe just did not have enough power to take me over the edge. The teasing was almost unbearable.
Pouting, I marched over to where M sat. “You need to take me home and fuck me!” I demanded.
M spat out his coffee. “What?”
“I haven’t cum! I am on the edge!” I cried.
He started laughing. “Sorry, my little sex monster. I am not fucking you tonight!”
My eyes widened. “What?!”
He slowly got out of his chair Took my hand and led me out of the bookstore. He gave me a little kiss. “This was your punishment.” he chided. “You can’t cum until I tell you to”
I was outraged. “But the bookstore. The vibrator.” I stammered. “What about that!”
He kissed me again. “Until you learn not to tease your readers,” he repeated. “How about a snuggle instead?”
“a snuggle?” I echoed. “A snuggle?!!”
“Snuggle fuck?” I tried.
“goddamn it!” I pouted.