But you are so horny, stoping now is impossible!

The need is burning hot in your loins as he leaves the room. Maybe there is truth in his words when he calls you a little slut, because if anything you are even more turned on with the utter humiliation of him seeing you masturbating. Every dirty comment he made and especially him ordering you around like a piece of property only serves as fuel to your need.

Unable to stop yourself you slowly spread your legs again and start masturbation against his orders. If you are really quick about it, you can steal away one short orgasm. 'He will never know', you try to reason with yourself while quickly rubbing yourself towards the peak again. Just a little, tiny bit more...

"USELESS CUNT!", his face lit in anger Mike storms in. "I thought we were clear about following orders in this house! I tried to be reasonable with you. But you just think with your pussy. No self-control at all. Just a dirty, lust craving peace of fuckmeat good for nothing else but laying on your back and getting railed." He catches your ankle as you try to flee his anger. "Oh, no. That little disobedient cunt of yours won't get away from me." He pulls you to him. "You know what this disobedience calls for, do you? A proper punishment! That’s the only way you will learn something."

His slaps on your **** slit make you moan and scream in no time, but he doesn't show any mercy. He just stuffs your old used panties in your mouth to silence you a bit and keeps on slapping some discipline in your pussy until it shines red with the shame it should feel for being to naughty.

"If you thought this would be all, you are way off. Like I said, I wanted to go easy on you, I gave you clothes. That privilege is gone now. Go wash up and then come to me. You will wear a vibrator this night. Let’s see if you crave your lust so much if it is displayed in front of everyone."