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“You whispered to tease me, you bad girl.”
“I was only stating the facts,” she whines as a smile flickers across her lips.
“Get out.”
I march around the car, grabbing her dress and yanking it up her legs, revealing those slender pins of hers. When I get the dress up to her ass, I find she was telling the truth. She has no panties on.
I spin her around and bend her over the hood, landing several spanks in quick succession. Luckily for her, no one is watching. I wouldn’t care if they were. She needs punishing now, while the crime is still fresh.
“Back in the car,” I tell her. “You cannot lower that dress until I give permission.”
She shuffles back into her seat, the dress around her waist. I get back in and set off again, my cock hard and digging into my pants. It’s throbbing with need but I’m not going to fuck her yet.
“Touch yourself,” I tell her as I focus on getting out of the city. “You cannot come without my permission.”
She shifts her knees apart, one hand going between her legs. “This is not how I pictured today going,” she says, stroking her pussy lightly.
I smile across at her. “It goes how I want it to go. You are my wife now. You will do what I say when I say it. Be good and you will be rewarded. Be bad and more punishment will follow.”
“This doesn’t feel like much punishment,” she replies, circling her clit as she talks.
“Wait until you’re desperate to come before you say that. Don’t stop. Keep going.”
I drive. She touches her clit. As we get closer to the airport, I look down at her pussy. She’s frustrated. I can tell by the way she moves her body. “You need to come, don’t you?” I ask, listening to her breathing growing heavier.
“Uh huh,” she replies, dipping a finger into herself before returning to her clit.
“You want to come, don’t you?”
“I do.” She shifts in place again, pushing her hips against her hand.
I drive into the executive parking lot, pulling up a few yards before the booth where the attendant is waiting to give us our ticket.
“Come for me,” I tell her. “You have thirty seconds.”
Her fingers become a blur as she moves her hips from side to side, her mouth open, letting out a deep moan of need.
“Come for me,” I whisper in her ear. “Come for your husband.”
That word seems to do it for her more than the command. She lets out a cry, her back arching, as she reaches a powerful orgasm. I clamp my lips over hers, kissing her deeply as she shakes in place, her body shaking in place.
“Good girl,” I say as I sit back in my seat. “Now you may lower your dress.”
She shifts it down with trembling fingers as I drive forward, winding down the window to collect our ticket. The barrier goes up and I drive in, looking across to see her flushed and beaming back at me. “Thank me,” I tell her.
“Thank you,” she replies.
“You will thank me for your orgasms from now on. You will not come without permission. You will only wear panties when I give consent. The other rules, we will discuss when we land. Now, let’s go and enjoy our honeymoon together.”
“I don’t even know where we’re going.”
“My private island.”
“You own an island?”
“It belongs to the famiglia. There is a villa and good swimming. No one else will be there. We must cook for ourselves.”
“Slumming it. I reckon I can survive. Tell me one thing though.”
