Feed her a peanut butter and jizz sandwich.

With the bar separating the 'kitchen' consisting of an ancient looking microwave you suspect was built before electricity was discovered, a menacing looking mini fridge you suspect contains human remains or decades old Lo Mein from the smell, and a sink still somehow piled high with dirty dishes despite your spending hours cleaning them yesterday, you have one spot in the filthy flat that isn't visible to Vanessa. You act quickly, as much to finish before you chicken out as you do to avoid detection.

You slide the buttplug out as quietly as you can, holding your breath hoping Vanessa doesn't hear the soft 'plop' or your muffled moan. She looks over and raises an eyebrow, either in suspicion or bored curiosity, but then looks back at her laptop, no doubt selling footage of you getting fucked to pay her bills. You use her inattention to quickly scoop out a substantial scoop of splooge and slip it into her sandwich. You close the sandwich back up and cram the plug back up your hungry hole with a whispered "whimper" and bring it to her on the one clean plate you can find.

"Sorry it took so long, Goddess, I wanted to make sure the nut butter was extra creamy." You smirk to yourself as she rolls her eyes and takes a huge bite into the peanut butter and jizz sandwich. She seems to enjoy the taste, but is clearly confused about the funky flavor of the junk jam. She takes another bite and you can practically smell the gears grinding in her head as she tries to place the familiar ingredient. You see the recognition flicker on her face before she peels the sandwich apart and sees her sticky spread.

"You naughty little bitch!" Before you can stammer out a string of sorrys, Vanessa has pulled you over her knee and begins spanking your pantied ass. The sting of her hand crashing down on you radiates up your spine to your painfully puffy nipples and around to your agonizingly aroused clit. The shock of the blows strikes you as oddly hilarious. You know you that the last thing you should do in this situation is to laugh, but like everything lately, the more forbidden it appears, the more irresistible it is.

"Sorry, SNNRT Goddess! I HEE just HA can't NNH HEE HEE stop laAHAHAHAAA HA HAAA!" SMACKS and THWACKS and SPANKS fill the room as Vanessa tries to punish you past your perverse ability to enjoy it, but the harder she hits, the funnier it gets. It's just so utterly, absurdly toothless compared to the torturous treatment you get when she is enjoying your company. If anything, the spanking is something you were hoping would creep into your little raunchy roleplays before you had to break down and beg for it. You wonder if she will follow it up by making you eat her gourmand gurl goo and filling you with another load for dessert, and that sets off another peal of loud laughter.

"Stop SMACK laughing, SPANK slut! It's SWAT not THWACK funny! I'm HEH punishEEE HEEE HEEEE HEEEEEEE!" Vanessa catches the giggle bug and keeps spanking you, but her swings sting even less than before, when you could still tell she was holding back. You've stumbled onto a secret side of your fearsome gurlfriend and you both can't stop laughing at the absurdity of it. She casts a imposing shadow with her ghost gurl image and her ghastly threats, and you have seen first hand how swiftly and scarily she deals with someone that would cross her...or you, but when it comes to someone she cares about, she's a black cat with no claws.

"I HA HAAA HA SNRRT GASP mean it! Stop HEE nonononono HAHAHAH HEEE HEEE HEEEEEEEEE!" Vanessa stops spanking you, much to your frustration and instead buries her face in between your chubby cheeks to muffle the sounds of her mirth as if she's embarrassed to be seen giggling as giddily and girlishly as she is. It's a decidedly more punishing treatment when her stifled snickers turn to sneaky smooches.

"Sneaky SHLLP little LICK slut! I'll SLURP show MMPH you!" Vanessa's kisses grow hotter and hungrier and her plump lips push your plug perilously close to your bliss button, but still so frustratingly far. This is soooo much worse than the paddling, and so much better. You have come to 'enjoy' the longing for release as much, if not more, than when you finally squirt. Maybe it's because horniness, humiliation, fantasy, and frustration have become inexplicably, inextricably linked after years of bullying. Maybe you were bullied all this time because predators have a nose for willing prey. Whatever the reason, this is the kind of funishment you crave, and there's something indelibly illicit about acknowledging how much you crave it now.

"Still, SHLLP I have to MMM admit, I taste fucking LICK delicious. So MMPH maybe I SLURP should be rewarding you KISS for the superior SMOOCH spread?" Vanessa's tone grows playful and predatory as she kisses and kneads your agonizingly aroused ass. Hindsight being 20/20, you guess it was obvious how badly you need this sort of rough treatment, and how much horribly hotter it is when you know she knows you get off on it. For her part, she seems even more unabashedly aroused when she allows herself to show her sillier side, knowing she's safe with you.

"Yes! Please PANT PANT reward me! Tease me EEE until I can't WHIMPER take it, and then NNH UHN UH tease me even MOAN more!" Your words dribble out of your mouth mindlessly, and they ring out with more honesty for the lack of polish. Vanessa rewards you rightly, pulling your plug out with another PLOP and filling your yawning, yearning hole with her talented tongue. You bite your lip so hard it almost bursts as she makes out with your ass, touching off nerves even her curved clit missed. You are astounded and awestruck with just how long and girthy her amorous appendage grows as it stretches and slithers inside you.

"Please AH AAH...I NNH changed my MOAN mind! I WHIMPER want to NNGH UGH cum! Please UH UH UNH let AH AH OOH me NNH OOOOO cum!" You plead plaintively as Vanessa uses her lithe lingua to poke and prod your prostate to the precipice of prison breaking pleasure, then pulls back and laps and sucks at your puckered hole causing indescribably painful and addictively arousing anguish. As if she knows you better than you know yourself, she leaves you whimpering and wanting as she sucks the last of her cum from your cunt, then flips you over to feed it you like a baby bird. You coo and trill and suck off every delectable drop feeling so satisfyingly unsatisfied and knowing your cruel to be kind cutie will keep you squirming on the hook for hours to cum.

"Hmm...that was a very NAUGHTY thing you did, sneaking such a tasty treat in my sandwich. I have to admit, I could learn to like your mischievous side...as long as I'm the only one that ever gets to see it." Vanessa smiles down at you at it's like being bathed in sunlight and floating on a storm cloud. You keep waiting the lighting to strike.

"Of course, I have to make you earn you spurt privileges back, or you wouls be so dreadfully disappointed that I'd started to go soft on you. Unfortunately, you are so God Blessed cute that I can't imagine anything TOO horrible to punish you with. But I'll bet you can. So come up with the squirmiest thing you can think of, and we'll see if you can make it up to me." Your mind reels with possibilities. You want to make Vanessa proud of the depths of your depravity and show her you trust her to take things even further and filthier than she can imagine.