No distance can keep Sir from controlling his good cumslut. We live far enough away that every once in a while I need a reminder that I am Sir’s and that he owns every part of my being. It became obvious that it had been too long since my last punishment when I began misbehaving. First, it was just an eye roll as we were talking, and then it was when we were playing.
Sir told me that I could touch his dripping wet cunt, but not to cum until gave me permission. As I slid a finger between my soaked lips, I started lightly circling my swollen clit. I had been begging to cum for minutes and I could not be this close to the edge without cumming, while still touching my wet cunt for Sir. This time when he growled “ Not yet, Babygirl” I made the mistake of rolling my eyes. I instantly regretted my actions. His eyes got darker, his brow furrowed, he pressed his lips together, and his entire attitude I saw the change in Sir from a teacher to a Daddy ready to discipline.
“Stop touching slut” I nearly did not obey this order, I was riding the edge of my orgasm and stopping did not seem like an option for me, but my wants were defeated by Sir’s directions. I removed my fingers from my pussy but continued to withe against my tightly crossed legs. “You don’t want to listen to your Sir? You don’t think Sir knows what’s best? You don’t think that Sir knows how to make you feel good?”. Every question made me want to get on my knees and beg for forgiveness, and I did. I begged for no punishment, I begged Sir to be lenient, I begged the owner of my tight wet cunt to let me keep touching.
“Thank you for recognizing your mistake, but we both know it has been too long since your last punishment and you are forgetting who owns you. Do you even wear my collar when we are not playing? It does not even matter, I am going to mark you so that you will never forget who you belong to, and I don’t share”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/a4g6im/possession