Susie's pussy punishment

Now, if there was one thing Susie liked, and didn't want anyone to know she liked, it was playing with her pussy. Susie had a very, very pretty pussy, two smooth white lips with just the barest hint of coral pink between them, and she liked to keep it happy by playing with it once a day. Playing with her pussy, sliding her fingers between her lips and stroking her clit with her hand, felt really good and made her really wet. And if she didn't play with her pussy at least once a day, twice on Sundays, she started to feel really horny.

It made her feel so horny, in fact, that she'd even catch herself wondering what it would be like to kiss Bonnie on the lips! Just the thought made Susie blush, but on days when she forgot to play with herself, she found she couldn't stop thinking about it! On the whole, she thought it was better to play with herself every single day than to spend all day long in a haze of hot wriggly horniness, fighting back thoughts of what it would be like to kiss Bonnie on the lips and take a big long shower with the whole cheerleading team at once.

The only trouble was, Halfdan had decided Susie wasn't allowed to play with herself.

She could lie in bed as long as she wanted, thinking naughty thoughts. But as soon as her hand began to creep towards her pussy, Halfdan's tentacles would come out of nowhere to grab her wrists and hold her down. Then he would whisk away the blankets, and pull down her pajama pants, to expose her shamefully wet pussy.

And then he would take pictures. Lots and lots of pictures. Halfdan's tentacles were very good at using cameras. He would post the pictures online, under Susie's full real name, to the special website he maintained to host all the embarrassing pictures he took of Pinkwhistle girls, which got several hundred thousand unique hits a day.

He would take pictures of her face, as well. Sometimes she would have to lie there for what felt like hours, blushing and biting her lip, tentacle-bound at wrists and ankles, as Halfdan's feather-tipped tendrils pulled up her pajama top and teased her pink nipples and gently flickered over her clit, just enough to tantalise but never nearly enough to put her over the top.

If she tried to touch herself in the shower, Halfdan would bind her wrists and blast her with cold water from head to toe. If she tried in the bathrooms at school, Halfdan would take away her pants, open the doors to the cubicle and push her out into the hall. If she tried in her secret place by the lake, Halfdan would give her a really hard spanking, put a leash around her neck and make her go for a long walk around the whole town with a red bottom and no clothes on.

So Susie couldn't play with her pussy. At all.

Which meant she was really, really horny all the time, and couldn't stop thinking about kissing Bonnie and having a long shower with all the girls on the cheerleader team, and eating their pussies, and maybe sucking Ben's cock. And Halfdan could read her mind, so he knew exactly what she was thinking about.

He could also make it so that everyone else could read her mind, and whenever Susie thought a sexy thought about someone, that person would know right away, and make fun of her about it. And he did! Oh, and some days, he didn't let her wear panties, either, just to make it worse.