She was sitting comfily on her bed, in her panties and dressing gown, the really fluffy one she used to love. She was acting up like a princess and painting her nails, chilling to music. He had been sitting in the armchair for hours now, reading his paper but ultimately watching her. She could see his anticipation growing, but he wouldn’t want to get angry and set a bad example, would he? So he sat there and watched, feeling his dick harden under his trousers, the tip pointing to the top. She’d now started to lick her lollipop, seductively, her tongue gently wetting her lips…She was watching him, and her eyes could feel his boner, hidden but so visible, making her feel wet between her legs.
But suddenly his mood swung. He’d had enough of her bratty, innocent little attitude. After all, he was her Master and was not going to let his sub tease him. Slowly putting his paper to one side, he stood up and walked to the bed…his eyes shimmered in anger whilst hers, sparkling, glistened with mischievousness. “Enough of that, slut!! Get down to your knees”, he shouted. She executed herself and knelt down, head down, at his feet. But his plans didn’t just stop there. “I’m going to teach you a lesson, since you’re incapable at following rules!!”