HOUSE KINKMEME REDUX
HOUSE M.D. KINKMEME:
THAT'S RIGHT. LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!!
Step 1: Anonymously or not IDK post a pairing, single character, threesome, foursome, whatever and a kink for p0rn. Or just a prompt for not p0rn. The prompt can be whatever you like. Anything at all! Although creativity is greatly appreciated. However, having a prompt in there ( Read more... )
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She had been defiant all morning. She was doing it on purpose, but it had been a while since she had tested the limits. And test them she did.
Why? Because it was fun. And it lead to situations much like her current one.
House had gotten frustrated with her defiance and had torn off the tie he was wearing for the scene, then bound her wrists together. That didn't stop her hands from wandering when they shouldn't have. So, to stop that, he whipped off his belt and put that to use as well.
With her wrists bound together, then to the leg of the piano, her movement was restricted considerably. Her balance was off-center with her body bent over the piano bench. And she knew House knew it.
The wood of the bench cut into her hips as the silk of the tie slipped around her wrists. He was making her wait. Wanting her to anticipate the coming punishment.
She felt his hand on her hip, followed by the ( ... )
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Between the fifth and sixth strikes, he pressed his hand against her pussy, teased a finger in alongside the ice dildo melting between her legs. "Well well. What a naughty, dirty girl I have here. Legs splayed open and hot and wet between them. Are you turned on by your punishment, princess?" he asked her.
Panting breaths from her mouth, she forced air into her lungs and focused to answer his question. "Yes, Master. Because you're using a new paddle. I like it."
"What do you like about it, princess?" he asked along with the next few swats.
"The wood. The way the wood feels when it strikes my skin. Knowing it'll leave hot red marks on my pale skin," she answered between counts.
"Good girl," he praised her and finished off her spanking.
She tried to lift herself from the bench, but he swatted her ass again. "Oh, no, princess. Your punishment isn't over yet."
That was exciting and almost frightening. Had she been that bad tonight? Maybe she had. She'd been very defiant. She relaxed against the bench.
His lips pressed ( ... )
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