so fucking adorable argh.
An anonymous reader writes:
So I was really naughty last night, when I was reading your stories I started playing with myself over my panties. Then I slipped my hand inside, and made myself cum all over my panties twice. I made quite a big mess. I couldn’t help but imagine having you suddenly walk in to inspect me, and how much trouble I’d be in to be caught in wet panties, but that only made me wetter.. Unf it makes me wet just thinking about it.
You would put me into punishment panties for sure.
So before bed I went to the shower and shaved myself smooth. When I stepped out of the shower, I slowly walked to my bedroom where I dried myself off, and tossed my towel to the side. On my bed, I had my pajamas laid out and waiting for me. I pull my bra on, quickly followed by a comfy shirt to sleep in. My eyes water as I see the dread plain white punishment panties, waiting to be pulled up tight to the point of being uncomfortable.
I pull up my panties, and make sure that they’re nice and tight, tugging them up between my slit, pressing them up firmly against my clit. Then I go over to my bed, lay myself over a pillow that’s just under my hips, and grab my brush. I know I deserve to go to bed with a sore bottom, just like the naughty girls in the story.
I begin to slowly spank myself, with each hit getting harder and harder. After each hit I mumble “Thank you, Sir”. I can feel my panties getting wet, they’re pulling tightly against me like a thin rope of fabric pulled tight against my slit. I can already feel my body aching for release knowing how long a night it will be. I spank harder as I imagine Sir’s had quite enough of my ridiculous behavior…
