1. Bad Baby Girl by loyalsock


    Date: 11/4/2016, Categories: BDSM Fetish, Hardcore Author: loyalsock 

    ... prize. &#034Stand.&#034 She stood quickly and tried to smile. That smile would normally melt me in any other situation, it had been what caught my eye when I had first met her at the fetish night club months ago. But now, it had no effect but to make the punishment sweeter. I placed the bag on the time out chair cushion. &#034Sit.&#034 She hesitated but sat down, the coldness of the ice making her eyes go wide and her breath catch short. &#034You need to chill the fuck out on the lies and tell me the truth. If you can't chill on your own, I'll help you.&#034 I smiled. &#034See how nice I am, baby girl? Now when you wanna tell me who made the mess, then you can call me.&#034 Without another word I turned and went back into my studio to examine the damage. I heard her fussing in the other room and thinking about pitching a fit but she knew better. Now it was just a matter of time until the ice did the trick. She has a strong will. I will give her that. Ice has never been a favorite thing to play with so when she took 5 minutes I was duly impressed. I heard her start to call out several times and stop. She was stubborn as hell when she wanted to be. Finally though, the ice won out and she called me. &#034Sir!&#034 I ignored her and kept picking up the larger pieces that I could still use. These pastels cost me $5 a stick and she just used em like crayons. The paper was $15 a sheet and she doodled on it. I shook my head and wondered how she could have done this. &#034Sir!!!&#034 ...
    ... &#034Hang on.&#034 OK...I know I was being a dick at this point but I didn't care. All told $70 worth of pastels and over $100 worth of paper fucked away. Never mind the walls having to be cleaned and the carpet being all multicolored now. &#034Sir!!!!!!&#034 Her voice was definitely reaching the panic point. I walked back into the living room and looked at her with one eyebrow raised. I had all the broken pieces in my hands and she tried to smile and look cute. It wasn't working. &#034What did you want to say?&#034 I asked. &#034I sowwy. I been bad.&#034 She stuck out her lower lip and pouted for me. OK, there are few things that can get to a man like really good baby talk from a sexy woman. While it didn't melt me, it did make me wanna enjoy her punishment. &#034You broke my pastels?&#034 She nodded. &#034You drew all over my paper?&#034 She nodded. &#034You drew pictures on my fucking wall?&#034 She nodded. &#034I wanted to make you a pwwetty picture.&#034 &#034I understand and the thought was good, but you know the rules.&#034 She nodded. I placed the pastel pieces on the end table and noticed the hair brush sitting there. Perfect. &#034OK, then, you can get up and come here.&#034 I actually think she thought it was over with, that she had taken her punishment. So when I grabbed her and pulled her onto my lap as I sat she was a little bit surprised. As I pulled her pretty pink panties down to mid thigh and then pinned her down with my free hand, she was not expecting it ...
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