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^^^^^^ exactly what kind of naughty was she?
To have to stand in the corner .... Bound wrists...
Panties pulled halfway down. So humiliating.
So arousing.
What happens next? What did he tell her?
Just before he walked away?
Her ears straining to hear every footfall...
her mind silently screaming for him to come back.
For his forgiveness... for his touch...
For him to whisper... "good girl"
 
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love the control a man takes when he has my head in his hands...
when he grasps my hair...pulling and tugging at my scalp as he guides me
His control giving me complete confidence that I am giving him exactly what he wants...needs...
and somehow the feedback loop of this submission and control...
it heightens my arousal... increases my need...and my lust becomes...
unquenchable
 
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