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grunted.
    “Yes,” she breathed, the vibrator still on
low in her hand.
    “I didn't give you permission.” His voice was
stern.
    Her hand froze. She tried to silence her
heavy breathing, but the vibrator made it nearly impossible for her
to stifle it.
    “I'll have to punish you,” he said,
chuckling.
    “No!”
    “Keep fucking yourself—good. As if I'm
fucking you. Pin yourself to the bed.”
    The alarm she felt subsided as her attention
turned toward the vibrator. She liked it when he used the F word.
It was so unlike him to use it that she got off just on the
word.
    “In and out and around. Take it deep inside. My dick. You like this, don't you?”
    “Yes!”
    “You know what I want to do to you?”
    “No.” But she wanted to find out.
    “Turn my dick up a notch.”
    She moaned again.
    “You've been naughty,” his husky voice
teased.
    “Yes,” she exhaled.
    “You know how I treat runaways?”
    “No,” she breathed.
    “I punish them.”
    “No!” She inhaled sharply.
    “Fuck yourself harder. Deeper. Faster.”
    “Oh-oh-oooh!”
    “That's how I punish a runaway. You like your
punishment, yes?”
    “Yes!”
    “Clutch my dick. Bury it deep in you.”
    “Oh, yes!”
    “Oh, but I have more punishment for you.”
    She was panting, trying to catch her
breath.
    “Lower my dick a tad. Brush it over your clit
and dip it in again.”
    She moaned.
    “This is how I want to punish you, if you run
away again.”
    She heard a belt buckle.
    “You hear that?”
    “Yes.”
    “I will leash you.”
    She gasped. Another gush of wetness coated
the vibrator.
    “I will fuck you at will. Anytime. Anywhere.
And you have no choice but to take it. Whether you want it or
not.”
    “Aah!” God. She was so close to coming. She
wanted to come.
    “You like my threat of punishment, yes?”
    “Yes! Please. Please let me come,” she
begged. She squeezed her legs together.
    “Up my dick a dose, bring yourself to the
edge. If you come, you will be punished.”
    “Oh, god!” So close. So unbearable. “Fucking
Jesus!”
    “Frustrating, isn't it?”
    “Yes!” she cried, burning with hunger and
desire.
    “That's how I feel when I'm sitting here,
behind bars, while you run away.”
    “Please,” she whispered.
    “Pull it out.”
    She groaned in frustration.
    “That's your punishment for coming without
asking.”
    Fuck it! Fuck you! Her body ached to
come.
    “Spread your juice all over your belly.
That's how I want to spread my cum. All over your womb.”
    Her thighs tightened, agitation building up.
She so wanted to peak.
    “Turn my dick down to the lowest setting and
brush it over your boobs, your throat, your cheeks. Suck it.”
    God, how could she get back at him for
withholding her orgasm? She made loud sucking sounds and moans as
she took his dick in her mouth.
    “Oh, god, Natalia.”
    “Let me come,” she demanded.
    “Command me again and I'll add a punishment,”
he said roughly.
    She didn't want another punishment.
    “Turn my dick off. Put it between your boobs.
Let me feel your heartbeat.”
    She laid the vibrator on her chest. Her
breath was starting to even out, but her heart rate was still
high.
    “Play with it. Tease me. Make me think I'm
going to get a boob job.”
    Natalia directed her pent-up resentment
deliciously. If he had been there, his dick would have no chance
but to surrender between her mounds.
    “Turn my dick on low again. Snake it down to
your thighs.”
    The ripples along her flesh sent a thrill
toward her mons.
    “Stroke toward your opening. Again and again.
Do you like it?”
    “Yes.” Her mouth grew slack, dry.
    “Use my dick now to please yourself. All
over. Your clit, your folds, your crack. Up the setting to the
hilt, if you have to. Ask me when you get there.”
    Natalia put the dick to work. She wanted to
come so badly that she wasted no time and her hand soon tired from
overdrive. “I'm getting there,” she gasped.
    “Ask me.”
    “Please,” she