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“Sit slow” the word appeared in Janine’s IM box.

“I am” she typed back…with only her right hand.

“Bet you’re wet”

“Yeah”

“Does it feel good? Opening your little pussy, like almost right there inside you but not yet?”

“Yeah. Fuck! SO much!”

“You are so my little whore, aren’t you?”

“Yeah”

Janine spread her thick thighs even more, wiggled her little ass cheeks and sat even deeper on the dildo she held facing up, on her desk chair. She really wanted to just sit hard, push her pussy down quickly the 8-inch fake cock below her, but she was determined to go at the pace Frank was setting.

“Slow slow. I know how you like to get that toy deep inside your pussy all at once, but you got to go slow-

“Fuck, its hrd t stay hs way” Janine tried to type as she just got the opening of her thickening lips around the head of the dildo. Shit, she was so wet, she felt like she’d slip right down the thing too soon if Frank didn’t let her mount it.

“You want to get it in, right? Really grind your hips on it. You like to fuck, I know you like to fuck!”

“Frankie, you’re killing me”

“Slow, slow slow. Take it slow. Take it slow”

Janine’s inner thighs were shaking now, as she got the wide tip of the dong in and between, right at the entrance of her gloppy warm hole. Shit, how the hell would Frank even know she didn’t just sit right down on the thing? What the fuck was there stopping her, really?

*She* was stopping her, of course.

What Janine loved, ached for, craved, wanted more than anything in this entire world, was having Frank meter-out her punishments, her submission, her compliance. That she obeyed got to her more than any toy up her pussy ever could (regardless of how thick and long that toy was!) That her curly-haired man with the naughty laugh could manage this, on an important business trip of all things, really made her brain fever with the possibilities she and her husband of two years had yet to explore.

“How much is in?”

“An inch, mybe” Janine typed…and felt.

“K. Keep that pace, slow just like that”

“Fuck,” Janine said to their empty bedroom. Her long legs made it nearly impossible to get really down on her chair the best way possible, but she was holding, squatting, slowly spearing herself, just like Frank wanted her to use it this night.

But Jesus this was torture!

She gave in a little more and gulped as more of the dildo fed up into her.

“Hold on a sec” Frank typed about thirty seconds later.

“Stop” he added.

“Hold on?” Janine chuckled to her “Dell” monitor.

Stilled, willed, chilled Janine pushed her pussy muscles so they poised there with about two inches of the dildo inside her. As far as she had been instructed she was to continue slowly sitting down on the fake cock, but maybe Frank would demand something else?

“Fuck” she typed. “WHAT THE FCK F?”

“Calm down, I’m just taking a break”

“YOU’RE taking a BREAK?! Frank, I have 2 inches of this thing up me, My lgs r killing! I got to get this fucking dildo in me or I’m gonna die die DIE!!!!”

“Well, just for that my impatient little flower…stand the fuck up!”

“Frankie! nO NO!”

“You’re saying no to me?”

Janine felt a cold chill rise up her spine as she quickly recalled how Frank had punished her the last time she had said no to his sexual games. How her ass had hurt for days after from the whipping she received…and how she ached to feel that sting again.

“Frank” Janine said and typed “Frank”

“Frank, Frank, FRANK!”she added.

Janine squat on the dildo, her little tits shaking, her inner thighs hurting, her pussy flooding even though she had been given the order to halt her movement with just the beginnings of the thick fake dong inside her.

“FRANK” she pleaded by typing and saying. “Frankie, tell me what to do and I’ll do it, you know that. You know I want to obey every order. Just tell me, tell me”

“I’m thinking”

“PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

“You told me ‘no’”

I’m Ss, Sorry, Please, plea”

“No worries. You wait there just like you are. That’s your punishment. You got stay there like that until it kills you. Until your fucking pussy aches”

“FRANK…I love you”

“I love you to…but you got to keep that dildo right where it is and suffer”

“Omg”

“Wait” Frank typed as he knew his wife did…and would.

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