“I had an itch!”

“An itch inside your pussy?”

“Yeah! It’s right on my g-spot. Can you reach it?”

“You have absolutely no idea how horny I can make you. You want a repeat of last night?”

She let out a frustrated cry and leaned against me.

“What did I say earlier about orgasms?”

“Only good girls get orgasms.” Another eye roll.

“So be good for me through the rest of the show, okay, sweetheart? I’ll take care of you.”

She grinned and bit her lip and tried to settle down.

She didn’t know that either way, she was going to have an orgasm tonight. But it was up to her on whether she enjoyed it or not.

I got a wicked idea for some extra fun and left her on the couch for a moment to retrieve one of my favorite remote toys. Returning to the living room, I caught her trying to grind against the couch.

“Why are you so horny all the time,” I muttered, pulling her over my knee. I got a good look at the bruises still decorating her ass from my previous abuse.

She tossed her head so that her hair fell away from her face and glared back at me. “Because I wasn’t loved as a child!” Her eyes widened as she saw what I was holding. It was the same one I’d tortured her with last night. “No.”

“Did you just say ‘no’ to me?”

“Oh, so you’re deafandblind?”

I turned the toy on, sliding it across her slit but not pushing it in. She started squirming and bucking, wriggling, trying to get herself closer to the buzzing toy. I ignored her and resumed watching the show.

“Reuben!”

“Shut up, I like this part.”

“You’re so annoying!”

“I’m going to gag you again if you can’t be quiet.”

She huffed and wriggled some more, groaning at the teasing, but attempting to stay quiet. After another ten minutes, I finally pushed it all the way inside her. She let out a beautiful moan, and I felt her wetness gush around my fingers as her lips parted to accept the intruding device.

I set it to the pattern that seemed to annoy her the most and let it run, holding her in place over my lap so she couldn’t do anything to satisfy herself. Long slow pulses of increasing vibration built her up and then cut off, leaving her unsatisfied with every interval. I felt her melting with every passing moment.

There were a lot of ways to keep naughty little subs motivated to be good. And the promise of something good in the future tended to be the most successful motivator.

When I decided I’d had enough tv, I pushed her off me, shut off the tv, and threw her over my shoulder as I took her back to her bedroom.

“Agh, not the cuffs again!” she complained as I locked her wrists, pinning her down with my leg while I did so.

“Always complaining and whining,” I said. “Do we need a rule about that too?”

“No Sir,” she pleaded.

I removed my tie from my neck and tied it around her eyes. She bit her lip as I adjusted it, tying it on the side so the knot wouldn’t bother her head.

“Good?”

She nodded, whimpering slightly.