Coming back home

As you opened the door to the apartment you shared with your lover, you were having a hard time keeping track of everything you were feeling at the moment: you were extremely turned on from your adventure and everything that came with it and with flirting with those three boys. At the same time, you were eager to please your lover and give her the gift that you hoped she would love. Also, you were rather nervous about her reaction and the consequences of your taking liberties. You knew it was a risk, borrowing clothes without permission, leaving without telling her: after all, she was supposed to be in charge, but you loved her so much and were so sad to see her being down the night before. You were expecting some form of punishment or penalty, but had knowingly made the decision to go on with your plan so you could surprise her with your gift. Also, you knew she would inspect your outfit.

As you entered the apartment, you saw Tanya coming from the kitchen dressed in only a thin, light blue dressing gown tied with a thin sash around her waist. Her cleavage was showing off her glorious breasts perfectly and you could just only make out her nipples through the thin fabric. It stopped about mid-way down her thighs, and you expected she was probably not wearing anything underneath. Her hair were a bit of a mess, meaning she hadn't gotten a shower yet. She was sporting that famous "no-filter, just out of bed" look. And she was killing it. In your horny state, having been horny for the past 2 hours or so, you couldn't help but look at her with a hunger in your eyes. You needed her!

Tanya had been expecting to come see you with a stern look, intent on putting you in your place for your transgressions, but she nearly froze in place under the intensity of your gaze. The raw lust, the endless hunger, the need. For a brief moment, she was even slightly worried she had indeed created a monster inside you, but she briefly put that thought to rest and instead her naughty side took control and started devising how that newfound lust could be used to her advantage. Having recovered from her initial shock. She put her plan in motion, an evil look coming to her face.

You had seen that slight hesitation in her eyes when she first looked at you, but also noticed how quickly she went back to that evil, menacing grin. You knew there was no escaping your fate. Release would have to come later. You were not worried, but you were nervous. You knew from that look that she had something in store for you.

"Welcome home Princess." She said calmly, a hint of evil playfulness in her tone. "I read your letter. I have to say, I was surprised in many ways. I thought it was clear who was in charge here. But at the same time, I couldn't help but feel touched at the intentions. I'm really pleased at how much you seem to care for me, and how much you wish to please me. So, before you tell me how it is you are so worked up and what exactly happened on your adventure, let's get this out of the way: Princess, did you break any rules this morning?"

You didn't know how to feel right now. She was sending you mixed signals with her sweet talk and her evil grin. What did she have in store for you? What was she planning? Would she let you off easy? What was happening?

"Yes, my love, I did. I borrowed some of your clothes without permission. I left the apartment without you knowing. And you haven't approved my outfit. I am sorry and I knew what I was doing. I just couldn't stand to see you hurt yesterday. I needed to do something to cheer you up. If I have to get punished for it, I will gladly take it. I just wanted to make you feel happy, my love."

Tanya smiled a menacing smile. You had fallen in her trap. Deep down, she was extremely touched by the gesture and, had you insisted on it, she would've probably caved and gone easy on you. But now, you had just open the door wide. She was still gonna go somewhat easy on you. You would not get a punishment, but some big penalties for the next game, as per the new rule she was now enforcing.

"I know my Princess. And I appreciate the gesture. But still, you broke rules, and that has consequences." She explained coldly. "Now, I know you love me, and I don't want rules to prevent you from pleasing me. So here comes a new rule: when this kind of situation arises, where you feel you need to break rules to please me or surprise me with something you know I would love, you will not get a punishment, but one penalty for our next risky game for each rule broken. I know from how we played yesterday that you are, to put it mildly, getting quite accustomed to our risky games, so perhaps it might pass as quite lenient on my part. But let me assure you, those penalties will be severe and VERY risky. Trust me when I tell you: I know the difference between the thrill of risk and the terror of high risk."

Hearing her talk, you could feel your blood freeze in your veins. She had such a cold, calm and menacing tone. The way her eyes bore into yours, you felt almost claustrophobic. "Terror of high risk" resounded in your head. You had grown to love the thrill of the risk. The rush and the associated orgasms. The mix of adrenaline and endorphins. But at the same time, you were terrified of actually getting pregnant. Then, to your surprise, you felt your pussy twitch and start leaking even more than it was already. "Am I really loving this?"

Tanya noticed that spark in your eyes. It confirmed her suspicions that you were falling deeper and deeper into the fetish, so she pushed on.

"Now, Princess, how many rules did you break?"

"Three, my love. That means I will take three penalties" you answered almost breathlessly, you pussy twitching and leaking, your knees weak, your toes going numb. You were a mess.

"Three penalties SO FAR!" Tanya corrected. "Now, let's have a look at that outfit. You will get one more penalty for every transgression."

Tanya was having the time of her life. Her lust and her fetish were driving her. She would enjoy so much seeing you risk getting knocked up to high heaven on your next game.