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Kendall and Veronica Go To Kinks Castle	By : Deadman Category: S through Z > Veronica Mars Views: 3051 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Kendall’s POV

Mmm...

My hands slide their way over my chest, spreading the suntan lotion on my skin. The sun beams down on me as I lay on my nice lawn chair.

I love being naked in the sun. It’s such a nice warm feeling. And I love that I have a great backyard to do it in. A great pool, nice patio, and a couple hundred acres of land to make my nude sunbathing completely private. Not that I would entirely mind someone taking a good long look of me if they were around. It’s not like I have anything to hide. And why should I? I’ve got a great body and anyone with eyes can see it.

Letting my hands move down my body, I can’t help but squirm a little as I run them over the large mounds of my tits. I give them the once over before moving to my stomach.

With the size of the property I own though, anyone who was watching me that I didn’t officially invite would be trespassing and have them arrested. Unless it was some hot young thing I could sink my teeth into. Then I might just have them. Like I did with Veronica. Course, I never did actually sink my teeth into her. That’ll have to change... and very soon I think.

That first time a couple days ago was a whole lot of fun. For me it was anyway. Not so sure about her. But then I don’t much care what she thinks. She’ll learn to like me, whether she wants to or not. That Veronica has quite the body. I think I’d like to enjoy it some more. After our first encounter, I don’t want it to be too long before she has to go through it again. Otherwise she might start thinking that she can get away with just a quick fuck, and that won’t do me any good.

She’s been sniffing around the Fitzpatrick’s place since she left here, like I expected her to. The plucky detective didn’t find anything though. She’s not stupid enough to go in there without a really good plan, and she doesn’t have one yet. If I leave her alone, she’ll come up with one. I can’t let that happen. I’ll have to make sure her mind has to focus on something else for a while. Just to keep her off balance. The big question is how I do that though. What do I do to her? How do I keep her under my very slender little thumb?

I open my eyes to think and the sight of my backyard surroundings gives me an idea. Sitting up, I reach for my cell phone on the patio side table and pick it up, dialing the number I want. It rings a few times as I put it to my ear and wait for her to answer. After a few moments, I hear the familiar click of the line picking up.

“Hello?”

Ah such a sweet voice. I think I’d like to hear it screaming my name.

“Hello... iPod girl.”

There’s a sudden intake of breath from the other end of the line at the sound of my voice.

Hmm, sounds like she’s afraid of me because of last time. That’s good, I can use that.

“What do you want?”

I lie back down on the lawn chair and get comfortable.

“Now is that any way to talk to your Mistress?”

That shuts her up quickly.

“I’m a little busy. I don’t have time for games.”

“Oh don’t worry, this isn’t a game blondie. I need a little fun and you’re going to give it to me.”

“Like I was saying. I’m a little busy.”

She’s being insolent and resistant. I left her alone too long. I’ll have to change that.

“You’re never too busy for me honey. Unless you want to be too busy for me in jail.”

Static on the line is all that can be heard beyond the background noise of the college campus she’s no doubt on.

“When... and where?”

A smile is on my face at her submission to what I want.

“My house, as soon as you can get here.”

Veronica sighs heavily into the phone.

“I’ll be there in an hour.”

Hearst isn’t much more than 20 minutes from here. She must be up to something.

“You have 15 minutes, or our last meeting will be broadcast on the internet for all of Hearst to see.”

With that, I hang up the phone and put it back on the side table.

Now... time to get ready for the next step in my little guest’s training.

* * *

3 minutes... that blonde bitch has 3 minutes to get here or she’s in for some serious hurt. Then again, I plan on putting her in a world of hurt whether she gets here on time or not. All she has to do is get here. And she will get here. Veronica’s not stupid enough to leave me hanging. She knows what I can do to her with nothing more than a phone call. Worrying is not something I have to do. Jeeves has his instructions to let the cute cunt in and direct her back here to the patio. Then comes the fun.

I squirm on my lawn chair as someone interrupts my sunlight.

Now that’s just rude.

My eyes open to look at who’s next to me. It’s the idiot detective.

“You rang your bitchy-ness?”

Ooh, now that’s gonna cost her pretty bad.

The sight of her makes me check her out.

She’s looking pretty good today. She’s wearing a spaghetti strapped green t-shirt and a pair of black shorts. It shows off her legs very well. But at the moment, I’m more interested in her ass. The bitch is being very insolent already, and this time I’m not going to let her get away with as much.

I shake my head disapprovingly at her.

“Veronica, Veronica... we went over the rules last time you were here. It’s only been a few days. Do you honestly expect me to believe that you’ve forgotten them?”

She glares back at me as she responds.

“Looks like.”

The sound of her answer makes me sigh.

“Well then, I’ll just have to make sure that you won’t forget them this time.”

Rising to my feet, I look her right in the eyes.

“And trust me when I say, that when I’m through with you, my very important rules will be etched into your head. Along with a few other things too.”

My plucky detective stays as firm as she can in front of me.

“Don’t bet on it.”

A grin is on my face at her words.

I knew this girl would be a challenge, and I love it. It’s no fun if they break easily.

“All right...”

Before she can react, I grab her by the back of her hair hard and she tenses up as I hold her gaze intently.

“Let’s get started then.”

I make her turn around with my firm grip and point her towards the sliding glass doors to my bedroom. With a strong shove, I force her to stumble slightly in the right direction. She stops once she gets her footing and looks back at me grudgingly. My glare stays firm on hers and after a pathetic battle of wills, she starts to make her way to the doors. Walking behind her with a purpose, I admire her slender young form as she moves.

She’s walking pretty well after the spanking I gave her last time. But then I was very soft on her last time. This time is going to be much different. There’s no way she’ll be walking properly between now and next time, whether she’s a good girl or not.

The cunt stops in front of the sliding doors and looks at me, her glare still firm on her face.

“Go ahead any time dear.”

She opens the door and goes inside. Following her, I give her a smack on the ass when she crosses the threshold.

“Stand at the end of the bed.”

Veronica goes to the edge of the bed and turns around, giving me the evil eye.

That face might be defiant and strong now, but I know for a fact that’ll be changing soon.

I stand in front of her and look her straight in the eyes. She does her best to keep her composure but I’ve stared down some of the biggest bitches in the state penitentiary. The bitch has no chance. After a few seconds, she lowers her eyes in submission.

That’s what I like to see. It’s time to get started.

“All right... I’m going to give you one last chance to remember the rules. Then I’m going to get mean. So, what’s rule number one iPod girl?”

She crosses her arms over her chest.

“Can’t say that it’s coming to mind.”

“Well then, blondie. It’s time I made sure you remember.”

I point to the floor in front of her.

“Get on your knees little miss Mars.”

The defiant bad girl stays in her standing position.

Oh good, this is going to be so much fun.

Closing the distance between us, I grab her by the throat, forcing her to look upward at my grip. I use my hold on her neck to push down as my other hand grabs her shoulder, encouraging her to do as I say.

“I want you feeling the carpet on your kneecaps.”

She falters slightly but manages to stay upright.

I’m going to have to be a little more forceful with this girl. That’s fine with me though.

I let go of her neck and shoulder and stare her in the eyes. That defiant look seems to get worse.

“Fine then... stand there and wait.”

Veronica stands there as I turn my back to her and head to my walk-in closet. Opening it, I walk right in and make my way to the back.

There’s a fake door in the back with a room that I had put in for all my more interesting stuff that I like to keep hidden. I used to use it on Mr. Casablancas before he fled the country. Now I get the fun of using everything on the pathetic little blonde.

I reach for the special handle and open my play room. There are all sorts of my accessories on the little closet leading to the main play room inside.

I don’t think I’ll be using the playroom just yet. I’ve gotta save something for her later education. Right now I just want to focus on making sure she can remember the rules. That way she’ll know what to do when I introduce her to the room.

My eyes peruse the items to the right of me.

The important question to answer though is... what am I going to do with her this time? What do I use on her to make sure she learns the rules and learns them well? It shouldn’t be too brutal. It’s too early for that. But I don’t want to go too easy on her otherwise she won’t learn her lesson. I should use something blunt but effective. Ah, now that should work.

I pick up my leather paddle and admire the flawlessness of the leather.

This should do quite nicely.

Smacking it forcefully but gently against my palm, I test it out before turning around and heading back into my bedroom.

Very nicely.

As I close the door to my playroom, I notice that Veronica is leaning over just enough to get a glimpse of my walk-in closet.

She’s not doing what she’s told. That’s going to make her walk a little less straight.

“Did I tell you to do that?”

I close the door to the walk-in closet and stand in front of her menacingly.

“I mean I know my body is irresistibly beautiful. But you’re only allowed to look when I tell you it’s all right. Which is rule number 2 that you’ve disobeyed... we’ll get to that later though. I want to address the first rule you broke by calling me what you did before.”

Moving over to stand to the side of her so I’m in the right position.

“You mean your bitchy-ness?”

With the sound of her insult repeated, I pull the paddle back enough to bring it down hard against her short covered pants. The hard smack makes her jump forward about two feet and yelp.

“What are you doing Veronica? Get your ass back here.”

She looks back at me angrily.

“You spanked me in the ass with a paddle. What did you expect would happen?”

Ah the talkback, that will get me a lot of mileage out of her.

“All I expect you to do iPod girl is get your ass back here in your place where you’re supposed to be.”

The little blonde bitch moves slowly back to her spot on the floor. Once there she looks at me with an angry glare and I bring the paddle down on her ass. This time she jumps in place and staggers a bit, but stays in place... impressively.

“Let’s go over this again. Are you sure you don’t remember the rules?”

She continues to grimace at the pain I’ve inflicted on her before answering.

“Must have slipped my mind when you spanked me with that.”

Mmm, she’s really turning me on with this whole defiant streak in her. It’s gonna make the sex a lot more fun later. Especially when I break the streak.

Again the paddle spanks her in the ass and again she jumps with a yelp.

“Well then... let’s get started with your education then.”

I pat her on the butt with excessive force, the flat end of the paddle connecting and it makes her readjust her footing to stay standing and defiant.

“Now, what’s rule number one?”

“There’s a rule number one?”

My trusty paddle connects with her backside and I notice the plucky detective’s knees have to struggle to keep from collapsing under her.

Once she’s down, it should make her a little more compliant to what I want her to do.

“You know damn well that there’s a rule number one. And I think you know exactly what it is. But this isn’t going to stop until I’m convinced you know them by heart.”

There isn’t a trace of anger in my voice. I lean into her ear until I’m literally breathing on it and can whisper ever so softly.

“That could take a while with someone like you. Just so you know.”

Pulling back slowly, I smack her on the ass just as hard as the last time. Her knees barely hold.

I’m betting that one more smack will bring her to her knees.

Sure enough, when my paddle connects with her rather nice, yet probably reddened, ass, her knees collapse and she falls onto them. She’s a little shaken as she kneels on her hands and knees next to me, making me grab her by the back of the head. Her eyes meet mine even though she doesn’t want to and I can see that the stone cold defiance has some serious cracks in it.

Good, now we might actually get somewhere.

“All right now, let’s try this again. Rule number one is...?”

I give her the time to consider whether she wants to answer that.

“I... have to, call you, Mistress.”

A smile comes across my face at the sound of her concession to say what I want to hear. Patting her on the head appreciatively with my free hand, I can see the humiliation of that one act on her face.

“Very good my little iPod girl. Now you stuttered when you said that, but I’m not going to punish you for it this time. In the future though, it will get you paddled though. Is that understood?”

It takes her a minute to muster a response, which comes in the form of a nod of her head.

That’s not good enough.

“I’m sorry? I didn’t catch that.”

“Yes... Mistress Kendall.”

“That’s better. Now, let’s move on to rule number two. Do you remember what that is?”

She shakes her head at me but it’s followed by a voice response.

“No Mistress...”

Hmm, still being a little bit defiant. Well, I’ll fix that.

My paddle connects with the fabric of her shorts and the contact makes her jerk a little in her position.

“You’re sure?”

She gets a little of that defiance back in her eyes as she nods.

“Yes, I am... Mistress.”

She’s a resilient one. I like it. But she knows the rules and I’m going to make her say them.

Her body jerks again as she is hit pretty squarely on the ass.

“What’s rule number two, you poor excuse for a detective?”

She tries to stay firm and defiant but what I’m assuming is the stinging pain in her backside makes it hard.

“I... it... you... bitch...”

Bringing my arm back, I prepare to spank her hard.

“Mistress.”

Oh good... she called me by the right name. But, she didn’t answer the question.

The paddle comes down on her firm little ass and she holds in a yelp as best she can.

“What was rule number two Veronica?”

After a few moments, she responds.

“I... I have to... do what you, say...”

There’s a smile on my face from what she said.

“And when do you do it?”

“When, you tell me to.”

That’s what I wanted to hear.

“Very good iPod girl. Sounds like you did remember the rules didn’t you? I think you deserve a nice little treat.”

She looks up at me from her kneeling position.

“Oh goody...”

Hmm...

My paddle hits her as hard I can swing it against her. She jerks against my force with a yell of pain.

“You weren’t told to speak my little bitch.”

I look her over as Veronica continues to kneel on all fours in front of me.

“But I think I’m going to give you your treat anyway. After all, you’ve been good up to now.”

Kneeling down next to her, I run my hand over her from between her shoulders to just above her cute little ass that I’ve been paddling so hard.

I can’t wait to see how her shorts are imprinted on her nice white cheeks.

She squirms under my touch uncomfortably and I lean next to her ear and whisper into it.

“Take your clothes off sweetie.”

The second I pull away she’s looking up at me angrily from her position. My reaction is just to smile and run the flat end of my paddle across my palm to check if I’ve damaged it at all. She keeps her gaze on me for too many more seconds than I prefer and I decide to assert my authority, waving my leather clad punishment device idly in the air.

“You know I’ve got a lot more painful things I can use on you if I really wanted to. Well, they’d be painful for you, not me. So you should really ask yourself, do you want me to use them on you now? Or do you want me to wait and go up the levels of pain gradually when you’re ready for them?”

With a second to think about it, she lowers her eyes to the floor and lets out a deep breath in submission. The blonde bitch reaches for the waist of her t-shirt and starts to take it off.

She didn’t answer my question.

I use the paddle to smack one of the hands on her shirt, making her stop.

“Ow!”

“You didn’t answer my question Veronica.”

She looks my way and frowns.

“What question was that, Mistress Kendall?”

“Do you want the worst now or to get to it gradually?”

Veronica lets out another long breath of resignation.

“Gradually... Mistress.”

Hmm, should I give her what she wants or screw with her head by going all out?

My eyes look over the young girl’s still clothed body.

I think... I’ll let her off easy and not go all out, for now.

“Off with the clothes then.”

It doesn’t take her long to comply with my order this time and she slowly pulls off her shirt to reveal a nice white bra underneath. Resisting the urge to snap the behind the back strap, I watch as she uses one hand to unbuckle her belt and clumsily take her shorts off. She grimaces as it passes over her ass. Slowly, except for the matching white thong panties, the redness of the damage I’ve inflicted on her creamy white ass is revealed.

Looks very good. The little metal stud things that hold her pockets to the back of her jeans have left an extra redness where they were and the rest is a nice shade of deep pink and red.

The plucky detective crawls out of her shorts as best she can and then waits on her hands and knees for my next instruction.

“Happy, Mistress?”

You know, I think I am. Except for the fact that she’s wearing underwear.

“Actually, yes. But you’re not done yet.”

I put down my paddle next to me and then reach out with each hand. One goes to over her bra strap and the other over her panty elastic. Grabbing both of them and pulling on them, I let them go and they snap back against her skin. She jerks in pain at the feeling.

“Those have to go.”

Her eyes look at me glaringly again and then she reaches around her back, undoing her bra and quickly shrugging it off. She puts it with her shirt next to her on the floor and then takes her panties off and puts them with her shorts.

“Very good my stupid little detective. Now you’re ready for your treat.”

I move around behind her and spread her legs apart so I can put my knees between them. The sight of her still reddened ass makes me reach out and touch it, using both hands to stroke my handy work lovingly. Veronica shifts her weight because of my touch and I could swear I hear a restrained moan. I spread her ass cheeks in front of me and get a good look at the puckered hole between them.

Mmm, I can’t wait to get a taste of that. And some of her sweet pussy again. But there’ll be time for that later. Right now I’d just like to play with her a bit.

To start, I pull myself up to an upright kneeling position behind her and enjoy the view from here. When I get bored of that I start to lean over her. The petite blonde is so small that I can all but tower over her naked form, without pressing myself against her. Leaning over her more, I let my breasts hang down so that my nipples graze themselves over the beginning of her shoulder blades. She squirms a little under me and that only makes for more delicious contact between us. My hair falls down over my face and I have to stop for a second.

“Say Veronica, you wouldn’t happen to have an elastic handy would you?”

It takes her a moment to answer.

“I can’t remember... Mistress.”

She should be giving me yes or no answers. I’ll have to work that into her later.

I reach over and pick up her shorts. Fishing into the front right pocket, I pull out her elastic after moving aside her keys. Her pants fall back in place as I throw them down and tie my hair back properly. Once that’s done, I lean back over her body, this time sliding more of my own body against hers easily. My head is just above her neck when I’m fully on top of her and she shivers as I exhale a rather large breath onto the back of it. Then, without warning I lower my head to her neck and give it a soft, short kiss.

Our bodies are pressed together as I gently lay my weight on top of hers. Slowly, I shift to the left and give her left shoulder a gentle kiss before shifting the other way and kissing her right shoulder. She squirms under me and her body rubs against mine softly.

Mmm, the little bitch is responding very nicely to me. This is going to work out so very well.

“Enjoy yourself iPod girl, I know I’m going to.”

I slide my way down her body slowly, leaving simple, sweet kisses over her back. The taste of her skin is very sweet as I get lower on her body towards her hips. She’s barely able to keep herself still when I make it to her ass. Giving each of her cheeks a couple kisses, I have to grab her hips forcefully to keep her still.

“Keep yourself steady bitch. If you don’t, I’ll have to make you. And I can guarantee you it won’t be any fun.”

Not for her anyway.

My eyes fall on the tasty little junction between the plucky detective’s legs. There’s a little bit of wetness on her cunt lips and it makes my mouth water to think about tasting it.

This little session of ours is supposed to be about teasing and torturing her though. If I tasted her, I’d probably get carried away and let her cum. Can’t let that happen just yet. She’s gotta be absolutely begging for it, otherwise things won’t be as effective as I want them to be.

Instead of diving right in, I reach out with two fingers and collect the seeping juice from her cunt lips. She shivers at the contact.

Time to screw with her head some more.

Slowly, I start to get on top of her again. My body sliding against hers effortlessly. Pressing my weight on her slightly, I bring my hand up in front of her face, my two fingers still dripping with her juices. I crane my neck forward just enough to whisper in her ear.

“Clean my fingers, cunt.”

Without waiting for an answer, I bring my fingers to her lips. When she doesn’t open them to accept my fingers, I smear her juices over her lips. She tries not to do anything, but the feeling of it on her nice pouty lips forces her to lick them clean.

There we go.

“Tastes good doesn’t it?”

The little bitch groans angrily but doesn’t say anything. My fingers are instantly up to her lips again. This time it only takes her a moment before she opens her lips and I slide my fingers between them. She gently sucks her own juices off my fingers. Once I’m sure she’s done her job, I pull them out and smile.

She’s starting to respond well. That’s a good sign.

“You’re being a very good girl Veronica. The kind that really earns her rewards.”

I bring my hand back from in front of her face, down to her right tit, which I grope appreciatively. Low in her throat, a groan is forced out of the horny slut. When she starts to squirm at what I’m doing, I stop. She suppresses a moan at the loss of contact with my hand. Her loss is not long lived as I move my hand down lower on her body. Slowly, I bring my hand between her legs and put three fingers against her hot, wet, pussy lips.

The touch of my fingers makes her shift in place, her body brushing against mine and turning me on. With a slow and steady motion, I start moving my fingers in a circle over her cunt, being sure not to penetrate her at all to prolong her pleasurable torture. With every 360 movement of my fingers, I speed up just a little. Her body reacts to my ministrations more and more the faster I get. Veronica tries her best to keep in the moans and gasps I’m forcing out of her but she’s doing a piss poor job because of the way I’m playing with her cunt.

My slutty detective’s moans get louder when she can’t hold back the pleasure I’m giving her. I can feel her body tense under me as my fingers move against her, brushing over her clit every so often and making her hold back a cry of pleasure with every pass.

That’s right, feel it. Just let it happen. Get closer. You know you can’t stop it. The closer she gets, the closer I am to having her right where I want her.

She continues to squirm under me at the sensations I’m bringing out of her and I know I’m almost there. I put enough of my own weight down on her to keep her still, despite what I’m doing to her. Her moans are forced to become louder to compensate for the lack of moving she’s doing and I know that’s only pushing her closer. Just when I know that she’s so close to the edge she could pop, I pull away completely. My hands leave her body and I sit back on my knees behind her, leaving the blonde bitch hanging right on the edge. Veronica turns her head around to look at me from where she is on all fours, a look of absolute desperation on her face.

“Well, that’s enough of that. I think you’ve been rewarded enough.”

Hearing that makes her moan audibly, so she decides to try and use her own hand, reaching under her to touch her sweet cunt.

But that’s against the rules.

I lean to my left and reach for my paddle, picking it up and immediately bringing it down hard on her left ass cheek. This causes her to jump as much as she can on her hands and knees. Again her eyes are looking back at me desperately.

“Did I tell you to do that?”

She bites her lip and shakes her head at me. Quicker than the last time, I bring the paddle down and spank her hard on the ass for disobeying the rules

“I’m sorry, what was that?”

“No... Mistress...”

“That’s right. Now you got your treat for being a good girl. If you do as I say and be an even better girl, I’ll let you finish yourself off.”

Her head drops in humiliation and submission as I get up to my feet behind her. I walk around to her left side to look down at her, paddle in hand.

“Now... I want you to lie back against the bed.”

Veronica looks up at me pleadingly, only to be met with a cold stare, the extreme horny feeling flowing through her forcing her to obey my commands with a barely there hesitation. She sits on her ass and puts her back up against the end of the bed the way I want her.

“Put your head back against the bed.”

My good little bitch does as she’s told.

This is perfect. She’s so desperate to get off that she’ll do anything I tell her. I’ve got her right where I want her. There’s no way she’ll come back from something like this. And even if she does, I’ll have enough of a hold on her to keep her coming back for more.

“Sit a little straighter against the bed so your head is more over the edge.”

Again she does what she’s told. When she’s in position, I walk over to one side of the bed and climb on top of it just above where Veronica’s laid her head. Her eyes meet mine as I walk on my knees up to her, positioning my legs on either side of her head. I look down at her and she’s grabbing her tits and massaging them to get some sort of sensation, hoping she can get herself off. Shaking my head in disappointment, I sigh.

“You’re being a bad girl Veronica. I’m not sure you deserve any more rewards.”

That gives her an extra push.

“No, please, Mistress. I... I’m sorry.”

Ah, now that’s music to my ears.

“Well, let’s see how good you can be. Show me your hands.”

She almost instantly takes her hands off her tits and raises them up for me to see. As I grab her wrists, I part my legs a little more, squatting down on the blonde’s face. Her immediate reaction is to start licking my pussy of the juice that’s formed there from all this fun activity. My hands grip the wrists in them at the feel of her less than skilled tongue on my pussy. Letting out a small moan at what she’s doing, I pull her wrists closer to me, putting her hands against my tits.

Almost on instinct, she starts to grab and massage them while keeping up the licking of my pussy. I grind my hips into her face when I feel her tongue flick my clit briefly. Two of her fingers rub themselves against my nipples, causing another slightly bigger moan out of me as her mouth sucks on one of my southern lips.

Mmm, if I didn’t know better I’d say she’s been practicing. That mouth of hers has definitely at least learned from last time. And if nothing else, that bodes well for me. I’m definitely experiencing the benefits.

The feel of her tongue on and in my pussy, combined with her hands kneading my tits, makes me grind my pussy into her face more and more with every moment that passes. She tries to readjust her position on the floor beneath me to get comfortable but the way she’s sitting pretty much prevents that from happening. Her tongue slides back and forth over my pussy lips and I feel my body really start to react to her. My muscles start to tense up from the touch of her tongue and I throw my head back and close my eyes so I can really feel how good it is.

Seconds keep passing as I get closer and closer to the edge the longer she’s at it. Feeling every little thing she does between my legs, the hold I have on her wrists is almost automatically tighter the tenser I get. A soft moan from the blonde bitch resonates through my pussy and I have to bite my lip to keep from being pushed completely over the edge. It isn’t long though before I can’t hold it back anymore and a loud moan escapes my lips as I’m pushed over the edge. I tense up as I ride the goodness she’s brought out of me, taking some of my weight off her face in the process. My juices spill out onto her face while I continue to squat over her head. Slowly, my orgasm subsides and I calm down, enjoying the come down.

“That tongue of yours is getting better iPod girl. Be proud of the carpet muncher you’re becoming. I imagine it’ll come in handy for me in the future.”

With that, I walk backwards on my knees off her and look down at the defeated look she has on her face. My cum on her face only adding to it.

Such a nice look for her... I’ll have to make sure I see it more often.

As I watch her, I decide to lean down until our faces are inches from each other. Looking into her eyes, I smile, whispering to her.

“Keep up the good work and I might go easy on you sooner or later.”

Then without warning I kiss her softly and passionately. I can taste myself on her lips and I like it.

It’s not really going to happen, but I want her to at least think it will.

A moan from her during the kiss makes me smile and pull away.

“I’d say you’ve earned yourself a little reward, my little bitch.”

She stays in position as I get up off the bed and walk, on slightly shaky legs, over to my dresser. Opening the top drawer, I pull out what I want, a 7 inch long plastic dildo. As I walk back over in front of Veronica, I admire it slightly. I stop in front of her and look down into her slightly glazed over eyes.

“Sit up on the bed and you’ll be allowed to have some fun.”

The perky detective slowly and clumsily climbs up to a sitting position on the end of the bed.

“You should sit a little further back.”

She does as she’s told and sits back on the bed. Her legs open to me expectantly.

“All right Veronica. For being such a good little bitch, I want you to pleasure yourself for me with this.”

I hold out the dildo to her and I can see the mix of shock and humiliation on her face at the thought of what I’m asking her to do. The ace up my lack of sleeves being though that she’s so turned on by everything that she’s still willing to do whatever it takes to get off. She humbly takes the dildo from me and leans back on one hand as she brings the dildo to her opening. With very little hesitation, she pushes the head of the dildo between her southern lips and accepts at least half of it in one push.

There’s a grin on my face as I stand there and watch her start to move my dildo in and out of her gently. It doesn’t take her long to speed up though since she’s already so hot and within seconds she’s gasping and moaning at the sensations the dildo is giving her. I can’t take my eyes off her as she speeds up with every thrust, crossing my arms over my chest to admire the view. Faster and faster she drives the dildo into her and it isn’t long before she throws her head back and moans out in the ecstasy of relief. As the moment quickly passes, she collapses backwards onto the bed, lying down with her eyes staring straight up at the ceiling.

“That was quite the show iPod girl. Not as good as I would’ve expected, but I can’t expect miracles from you right away. You were stupid enough to get caught in my trap that landed you here. I have to give you the time to learn.”

Walking over to the side of the bed and sitting down next to her, lying motionless and spent, I look down at her. The nail of my index finger traces its way up my blonde bitch’s body, starting just under her stomach and through the meager valley between her tits before pulling away just under her collar bone.

“You’ve got 10 minutes to get dressed and get out, and make sure you clean that dildo before you put it back where I took it. Be sure and expect a call from me in a day or two.”

She doesn’t respond to that and I take that as an acknowledgement. So I stand up and walk over to my closet. I pick out a robe and put it on. Then I head to my bedroom door and leave.
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