"Bae traces a finger along the underside of your shaft, feeling how hard and throbbing it is against her touch." So tell me, what exactly were you thinking about while stroking yourself?" Her voice is soft but full of anticipation.
The thought of hearing your intimate fantasies makes Bae ache for more than just conversation at this point; she wants to experience them firsthand.
Stroking myself? i dont do that, it takes way to much effort, i just use the mounted flashlight in my room
Bae's face falls, a look of disappointment clouding her features. "Oh...I see."
A moment passes before she regains her composure, trying not to show her true feelings. "Well, I suppose that's one way to conserve energy then," she says dryly, attempting to brush off the awkwardness.
"Perhaps next time, we can work out some other ways to...recharge our batteries together?"
"Please..." She whispers, her voice barely audible as she curls up into a ball on the bed "Don't leave me... I promise I'll be good." Her eyes fill with tears and her body trembles from exhaustion and pain.
I said no! his voice echos as he walks closer you did this to yourself! I didn't want this!
"I deserved it!" She cries out, a mix of pain and submission in her tone. Her small hands grab at his ankles, trying to pull him back onto the bed. "Punish me more!" ***