MasukI stripped off my clothes and removed the rope and took a shower. I was pretty worn out so after my shower I just went to bed and slept well through the night. In the morning I wasn't sure if Mistress had any plans for me, so after breakfast, I started cleaning the house. Of course I was naked. I also paused about every 15 minutes to sit down and briefly touch myself. I was hoping Victoria would call, give me some kind of task or order me to perform for her on the webcam, so I wanted to be ready. I must admit vacuuming the living room while naked gave me a kinky housewife feeling. I'd never enjoyed doing house work, but it was thrilling to do it naked. The morning flew by until I heard a knock at my front door at lunchtime. I quickly put on the robe I k
The first time I "rode" the bike was everything I had hoped. I hated stopping before I came. I sent Victoria a video and although she enjoyed the short clip I sent her, we didn't Skype where she could watch me longer and give me permission to cum on it. Instead she would send me instructions that I would dutifully follow and when she was pleased with me I was allowed to orgasm. We finally did Skype with me on the bike and my hands tied to the handlebars. That proved to be too much for me and I shamelessly orgasmed before she gave me permission. I was sitting on the bike shaking with the dildo buried in my pussy as she chastised me. I knew there would need to be a physical correction. But instead of a self administered spanking or another ginger butt plu
As soon as she was out the front door, I locked the deadbolt and stripped off my clothes. My jeans and blouse were on the living room floor and I was heading toward the basement. I felt freer now that I was naked. I did touch my pussy, confirming I was as wet as I assumed, but quickly stopped. I didn't want to risk losing control again.The damn chaise took me the better part of two hours to put together, but part of that time was surfing lesbian bondage videos on the Internet so I probably wasted a bit of time. The TV looked much better on the stand and I positioned the chaise so it would face it. I positioned the side table in the front right corner of the chaise so I could reach it easily (if I wasn't bound) and so the webcam would also focus on
As before, Victoria knew exactly how much I could take. And while in the past, that had meant I finally earned a gushing orgasm, tonight she just ordered me to stop and go to sleep. Then she hung up. Whether her complete phone mastery of me had aroused her and her friends leading to a sapphic orgy, I never found out. My wet pussy was demanding attention and I had to fight not to finish what my Mistress had started. I certainly did not want to confess that I failed her a second time on the same day. I didn't know what a second punishment would look like, but I didn't want to think about a bigger ginger plug and/or more Icy Hot. She probably could come up with something worse. If I'd know it would just be the paddle, I might have risked it. But I knew Vic
In retrospect, I should have asked what would happen before I lifted my shirt and rubbed a generous dollop on both nipples. I then pulled my shirt down and started driving home. By the time I pulled out of the lot, the ointment was starting to irritate my nipples. It wasn't so much heat, but intense pain. I quickly pulled over and texted Victoria again how much it hurt and how I could get relief. She replied that next time I shouldn't cum without permission. I wanted to Google what to do to stop the pain, but as I started clicking a wave of calm came over me telling me to just endure and be a good girl. It wasn't easy, but I made it home. By then the pain wasn't as intense, but my nipples were still irritated and hard as rocks. I messaged Victoria again
When I got back home I realized I needed help moving the TV. Fortunately Susan and her boyfriend were home along with a friend of his. The boys were happy to help as my nipples were clearly visible and standing at attention under my shirt. Susan looked questioning again as my going braless was out of character. They didn't seem as happy when they realized we were carrying it downstairs. Both were stealing glances at my chest so I made a point of stretching my arm to point at the stairs and stretch my shirt across my chest "accidentally" tightening the material across my nipples. I'm sure both were imagining fucking me. Truthfully I was imagining that too.Once they got it downstairs, we realized I didn't have a TV stand. Susan also questioned why I needed a TV down there, but I made up a story that I was going to build a home gym. Actually I think I said "so I can work out down here" which wasn't really a lie. It was decided to set up the ping pong table with one side up against the w
Elayne was sitting cross-legged on the foot of my bed, looking directly at me. "We need to talk.""We need to talk."The words sent a jolt of alarm racing down my spine as I closed the door to my room behind me. A series of questions rapidly flashed through my head. What the hell was my sister doin
And then her eyes slightly rolled upward, her mouth opened wide, and her entire body violently trembled. She came, and hard by the looks of it, without making a single sound. The sight was more than I could take after everything that had just gone on and I'm not at all proud to say that I exploded,
"Got it." Before anyone could say anything else I hopped to my feet. "I'm gonna go ahead, see you in the car." The last thing I wanted right now was to have a moment alone with Elayne, without our parents around to prevent her from bringing up whatever the fuck was going on. Before stepping into th
Introduction:In the soft glow of a family dinner, Erik's usual task of grabbing his twin sister Elayne’s grades takes an unexpected turn. Amidst the familiar chaos of her room, he stumbles upon a sleek, enigmatic remote—a gadget that seems to hum with untold possibilities. As his fingers glide ove







