He forced me up against a wall, lifting up my skirt to reveal I had no panties on. He squats down to examine by pulsating dripping wet pussy.wrapping my long hair up in his hand and pulling the lower he got pinning me in place.
I let out soft whimpers as his fingers would trace the outline of my drenched pussy lips. My thighs twitch wishing it were his tongue.
“Have you touched yourself today?”
He asked already knowing I’d broken his one rule: no cumming without his permission
“No sir”
I responded non convincingly
He rose again. His body pressed against my back and his mouth by my ear. My juices dripping down my legs at this point. His hand still gripping strongly to my hair. I could feel his breath on my neck then on my ear.
“Don’t lie to me”
He whispered sternly
I whimper and bite my bottom lip
“Have you touched yourself today?”
He asked me again
“Yes sir”
I respond softly
“Did you cum”
He asks, I can hear his voice getting darker. Not in an angry way, but more a, I’m going to destroy you way.