Spank her

You stand behind her, looking down at her sweet round rump and her wide, wanton eyes. Your cock is throbbing with need but you want to utterly dominate this teasing French minx. With a growl you land an open handed slap on her ass.

"Aïe, ça fait mal!" she squeaks, wriggling and looking back with hot imploring eyes. "It stings, M'sieur! Have mercy on poor Gabrielle!"

"You're a very wicked girl, Gabrielle. You have to learn the consequences of teasing a man."

"Tu es si cruel, M'sieur! Have mercy!" she squeals as you spank her again. You can see her eyes filling with tears as she pleads, the look of her helplessness hardening your cock until you expect it to rip through the fabric of your pants.

You spank her a third time, your breathing deepening as she squeals and wriggles, begging you to stop, tears trickling from her eyes.

"Oh M'sieur," she breathes raggedly. "Poor Gabrielle is so sorry for teasing. You are punishing me, M'sieur, punishing poor Gabrielle."

"You're a very wicked girl," you say as your stroke her rump, your voice clogged with lust. You squeeze her flesh, your fingers teasing between her cheeks, touching her labia, feeling her heat. She gives a soft moan and wriggles as she feels your touch, looking back at you with eyes hot and smouldering.

"Oui M'sieur, I am a wicked girl," she gasps. "Very wicked. M'sieur is right to punish me."

You slide a finger between her lips, probing her and feeling her wet heat as she moans and arches her back. You slip it into her tightness, making her gasp in excitement and press back against your hand.

"You're a very naughty girl, Gabrielle, very naughty," you rasp as you finger her, your thumb pressing against her engorged clit. Her nectar flows over your hand as she moans excitedly, rocking her hips against your hand.

"You are punishing me, M'sieur," she whimpers softly. "Punishing poor Gabrielle. I am in your power, M'sieur. You may do what you wish. Whatever you wish." Her eyes are hot as they stare back at you, as hot as her wet pussy, her invitation clear as she wriggles against your probing fingers.