Goodbye kiss [mf] [femdom] [ruined orgasm] [punishment] [not my best ever but it wouldn’t leave me alone]

“Hey”

She looked down at her phone, another text appearing on her screen and then another directly afterwards.

“What are you doing?”

“When do I get to spank that ass again”

Her cheeks flared as she she checked the time. Nearly midnight

“lol” She put her phone down. No more. She knew why he was texting so late at night.

“I mean it cutie. I’ve been thinking about those thighs of yours all day ;)”

Dammit if she wasn’t weak though.

“Oh yeah? What about them? :P”

“How good they feel pressed against my face while I eat your pussy”
She flushed again, thinking of the last time his mouth had been pressed up against her, sucking and licking until she shuddered and moaned.

“It’s late though”

“I know :< I thought I was gonna be busy so I didn’t bother you.”
Ah, there it was. No one else had responded and here she was, always horny and always willing.
She didn’t kid herself, she knew he didn’t have any romantic feelings towards her and that was mutual, but still she thought…it might be nice to be the first choice for a booty call. It would’ve been nice if he had been actually thinking about her, actually wanting her company, actually wanting her body instead of just any body.
When she remembered the times he had broken plans, how things had “come up,” how he had needed to “work through things,” and how every single time he had gotten an offer to screw someone he found more appealing, more interesting, cuter, hotter, prettier, it nearly broke her heart.

Not because she loved him. But because she loved herself. Why would she let any man treat her that way? Why was she eating table scraps?
The first time he shooed her away after the girl he had been salivating over reached out to him should have been the last time.

But she wanted what he did to her.
She needed it, she craved it.
She was also lazy. It was work, trying to find a regular fuck buddy.
So when he called, even though she knew she was at the bottom of his list that night, she answered. She would go.
As she put her phone in her jacket she paused. This was going to be the last time, and if it was going to be the last time she was going to need a proper send off.

When she arrived he greeted her warmly, hugging her close and sliding his hands down her back. He walked to his room, chattering about the weather and leading her to the bed.

“I was thinking, could we do something different?” He paused, tilting his head at her.

“Different how?”

“I brought some things…” she gestured to the bag in her hand which he gleefully took and began sorting through. He held up a blindfold and smirked at her.

“Have you been a bad girl?” He gently mocked. She shook her head.

“It’s not for me.” He looked taken aback before frowning.

“No way babe, I’m the dom, not you.” She walked close to him, smoothing her hands on his chest and gazing up at him through her eyelashes.

“Please?” He sighed, rolling his eyes.

“Okay, you’re the boss, I am at your command for the night.” She smiled.

“Strip down to your underwear.” He complied and then sat in his chair at her direction. It took only a moment to tie his hands behind his back and blindfold him.

“Comfortable?”

“Unusually so.” She circled behind him, running her hands along his shoulders and chest and then back up to his neck before leaning in to whisper into his ear.

“You’ve been a very bad boy.”

“Oh yes.” he smirked

“Bad boys must be punished.”

“Oh would you please?”

“Shut the fuck up.” She shoved a gag into his mouth before he could respond.

“That’s better,” she nibbled his ear. “You weren’t taking this very seriously. That was a mistake. I meant it when I said you needed to be punished.” She continued gently tugging at his ear with her mouth, slipping her tongue against it before trailing it down his neck, her nails running in slight circles around his chest.

“Would you like to know why I’m punishing you?” He nodded vigorously.

“Oh you’re already responding so well. I’m punishing you because you’ve been very bad to me. You treat me like a consolation prize, a dependable sex toy when you’ve struck out with everybody else. You only want this once everyone else says no.”
He shook his head, a protesting noise rising from his throat. She ran her hand up his neck, slightly tightening around his throat.

“I’m not stupid. I know how you see me.” She stepped back in front of him, gently dropping down into his lap. He was already half hard, his cock brushing up against her pussy and he groaned, tilting his head back. She latched her mouth onto the front of his throat and he groaned again.

“You just want any warm body in your bed.” She thrust against him a few times and she could see his shoulders twitching as he instinctually tried to reach for her hips.

“You don’t care who you’re touching either.” He whined when she got off of him and sat there breathing heavily as she stood in front of him.

She gently knelt in front of him and pulled his boxers down, hovering her mouth near his cock. He could feel her breath and the anticipation was driving him crazy. She traced a finger softly down his stomach and he nearly jumped out of his skin.

“Do you want me to touch your cock?” He nodded frantically.

“How does it feel to want?” She chuckled as she she gave his thigh a nip and sat back.

He waited for what felt like hours, sensing her moving around, feeling her mouth or her hands hovering but never touching. He heard something buzzing.

“You know something? When you don’t care who it is you’re fucking, you really don’t care about making them cum either.”
Soon her soft pants and moans filled his ears and he could feel himself leaking as he imagined what she looked like, spread out before him with her pussy throbbing. Her pants became more shallow, her moans louder and longer until she was screaming out an orgasm and all he could do was moan along, pretending he could feel her clenching around his length.

“Would you like to cum?” He nodded, turning his face towards her voice. This had to be the end of his punishment, hearing her cum and not being able to see her, touch her, help her along. Still she did not untie him, did not take off his blindfold, and did not give him back his voice.
He felt her hand trailing up his cock. She wrapped only two fingers loosely around him, slowly sliding them up and down and he let out a frustrated snort.

“Oh you thought that was it? I’m not done. This is a *punishment*, remember?” She continued on this way, whispering about how he was selfish, how he was greedy, how he probably couldn’t even remember what color her eyes were, yet he expected her to come running to suck his cock. All the while she kept the same pressure on his cock and he could feel something building. His hips bucked towards her hand, it was close but right before he finished she took her hand away. He breathed hard for a moment before he felt the cum dribbling pitifully from his cock.
She stood, taking away his gag and his blindfold. She looked seriously down at him.

“I will untie you, but I’m leaving. Don’t stop me. Don’t talk to me.” She untied him, gathered her things and left.

As she left she sighed.
“That’s enough.”

A few days later she felt her phone buzz as she was cooking dinner and she pulled it out to read the message.
“Hey”

She smiled and slipped her phone back into her pocket

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/77xj4v/goodbye_kiss_mf_femdom_ruined_orgasm_punishment