I knew it was going to be hard for her to obey that order but that was part of the fun. The chance that her body might betray her and she’d give into her fear. Then I’d have an excuse to punish her, not that I needed one, it’s just that it added a little more spice to our fuck sessions. Taking one of the fat candles I held it over her concaved stomach and watched as the hot wax dripped slowly onto her flesh. She hissed and held her breath but my brave girl didn’t move. Bummer. How can I get her to disobey me so I could dole out my favorite punishment? It’s very poorly done of me I know but I so love to fuck her after punishing her. When I know she’s mad at me and wants nothing to do with me. I get hard as fuck at those times. She knows she can’t turn me away ever, she knows what that would mean for not only her but her family as well. You see though we’ve both come to love each other there’s one little something I need in my relationships. Total and complete control. I control her every move, her every thought.
