Yes, you deserve to be punished

You look at Dasille's flawless, pale ass, the soft flesh and tender cleft of her cheeks. She waits expectantly, leaning forward slightly against the bed with the hem of her dress gathered up in one hand. You cannot resist. You wet your lips thoroughly with your tongue and lean forward until your lips make contact with her ass. You press them firmly against the soft flesh of her cheek and let the kiss linger.

Dasille sighs with mock frustration. She pulls her dress over her head and lays it across the bed. She stands before you almost nude, only her perfect, wineglass breasts are covered by a simple undergarment. Her exposed cunt is small, with very precise definition and labia, and above it is a neat triangle of blond hair. You wonder if you will be made to lick her slit.

"I warned you there would be a punishment, yet you behaved like an uncontrollable little child. Now I will have to punish you."

She turns back around and leans forward. She reaches behind her and wraps her fingers in your hair.

"You like to kiss, do you? Well, worship me then. Worship my ass with your tongue, little whore."

She pulls your face against her warm cheeks and your nose is pressed into her crack. You breathe through your nose and inhale the clean, perfumed scent of her body.

"Lick, you bad little whore," she demands. "Worship my ass."