Time for some bdsm.

I pull off her shirt and yank down her skirt, leaving her in just her undergarments.

My hands grip the waistband of her panties and I yank them up, bouncing her up and down. I hang her on a low branch of a nearby tree and step back to admire my work.

Now the real fun starts.

I unclasp her bra and throw it to the side, leaving her tits hanging out. I twist her nipples, then used two clothespins and attach it to them. I turn her around, her panties twisting along with her, so that her ass was facing me. I take out a vibrator and stick it up her pussy, then take a vibrating butt plug and shove it up her asshole. I smirk and grip the remote tightly.

I frown slightly. It’s no fun when she can’t even feel anything. So I unhook her from the branch and carry her to my car. I drive home and carry her to my bedroom, locking the door. I carelessly drop her on my bed and close the shutters.

I bend her over the foot of the bed, feet hanging off and head laying on the firm mattress. I grab two pairs of handcuffs I had hidden in my closet and handcuff her arms to the bed. I then get a ball gag and secure it inside her mouth. I then yank her panties up and over her eyes, making sure she wouldn’t be able to see anything and effectively giving her an atomic wedgie at the same time.

I smirk. Now she was trapped.

I unstop time and step back, watching as she lifts her head in confusion. She tries to move her arms, but fails, obviously.

After a few moments of watching her panic, I walk over to her and slap her ass a few times, making her halt her movements instantly.

I take off her ball gag, and immediately she starts screaming. I slap her ass again, much harder this time, and lean towards her ear, covering her mouth with my hand.

“If you scream, your punishment will be much, much worse” I whisper. She nods frantically, and I remove my hand.

I stroke her ass softly, “How old are you, hmm?”

She doesn’t answer, so I swat her ass five times.

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

She screams in pain, and I grip her neck harshly.

“I won’t ask you again.”

“N-nineteen” She whimpers. I smirk and pull her panties up higher, making sure her eyes are still covered.

“So only three years younger than me, huh?” I stand up and walk to my closet. Lying inside was a paddle and a hairbrush.