I made Belle come last night. No, that wasn’t her fourth orgasm since she decided my punishment for willfully ejaculating by myself in a hotel room, it was the first.
I admit that, in those times in which I was feeling especially needy (mostly while in bed with her and naked), I lobbied heavily for the lifting of the punishment, but in other more level-headed times (say, in the middle of the day while fully clothed and across the room from her) I felt guilty for doing so. I do respect the concept of her being able to make me pay for having an orgasm without her permission, but it was playing out kinda how I thought it would. She just didn’t seem interested in giving them to herself, even if I was right there next to her. I knew it, she knew it. So, last night, my fingers and Pink got her off.
And no, I really don’t want to feel like I got away with something, though I do. Perhaps that was the wrong form of punishment. I honestly do hope she comes up with something else.
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Owww. Tricky. I know how you feel.
I have to ask for permission to play with myself now in part of our new thing I’ve not named yet (we do not talk about the thing that shall not be named). Yet, I was in a hurry one day this week and… Well, he hadn’t answered my earlier text message, so why would he answer this one? I felt awful, just plaun awful the whole day. And when I told him, he was like “Yeah, that happens sometimes”. No! It doesn’t happen. I’ve been a bad girl. I need to be punished… or I’ll do it again and everything will lose its meaning and how will I know you love me, if you don’t punish me – – and on and on.
So, yeah. I know how you feel. Anyone who said this isn’t equal was right. It isn’t. I’m making most of the demands. 😛
Hope she’ll punish you, I mean *really* punish you. You deserve it. 😉