Knowing exactly what he was about to do, I reached back with both arms, seeking to grab his beautiful cock."No," he chastised me, gently but firmly. "...ay your arms on the bed, palms down. We want you docile, like the good Catholic girl we know you are/"I did as I was told, of course, surrendering my head to this---man? ghost? angel?---and then received another command, this time from Jonah. Obeying immediately, I parted my thighs, drawing my legs back, feet arched, toes pointing, just the way. ”“Oh, god, “ she moaned while turning on the light and half stumbling to the window with her hand inside of her frilled panties. “Like ... Ho ... how’s this?”“Mmmmm,” he hummed. “You look delicious, are you aroused?”“Can’t you tell?” she sighed while ogling his monster organ.“Do you like my prick?” he asked while overtly thrusting his hips towards her.“Sweet Jesus,” she moaned.“Look at how long and thick it is. Do you like watching me wank, Sophie?” he whispered into his phone. “It’s almost. No, scratch that, she’s seen your tush plenty, I’ve got a hell of a lot of catching up to do!”“You are bewitching, Baby Doll.”“I know,” she took his hand and led him to the bedroom and her en suite. “When we get to yours, pack your all-important toothbrush and enough clothes for the weekend, not that they’ll get much wear.”“Is that an invitation to stay with you, baby doll?”“No sweetheart, it is a command. I’m not letting you out of my sight until I’ve got a ring on this finger.” She held up. You try to distract yourself from the growing heat in your pussy. You think about the time that I tied you face down on the bed, wrists and ankles cuffed to the posts at the corner. You recollect how I spanked you until your ass was as bright as the fuck-me red on the bottom of your shoes. Your memory reminds your consciousness that you'd disobeyed me, and needed to be punished. This time you wouldn’t make that mistake - you was being sure to follow every step to the letter.Your cunt pulsed.