No panties

Emma gives you devilish look, slowly pulls up her dress, and admits, “I’m not wearing any panties.” Bending over as she shows you her small round ass, you can see her pussy peaking through the diamond formed at the top of her thighs.

“Why aren’t you wearing panties?”

“I thought that’s how you’d want me.” You give her ass a firm smack.

“Don’t try to think for me bitch.” In fact, you do like the view, but you aren’t giving her the satisfaction of knowing that. You go to the table and pick up a pair of cuffs and a ball of twine.