Coming Home to Your Witch

Transcript

Oh, hey babe. Welcome home. Come on in the kitchen.

Yeah, I left work about an hour early. I got this itch to cook your favorite dinner tonight. Doesn't it smell delicious? And I picked up your favorite wine pairing for it, too.

Did something happen today? You seem down. Seriously, what happened? I'll put a warming spell on dinner so we can talk.

Look, if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. But don't try to convince me something's not wrong. All right, that's it.

Sit down. Honey, I get that you struggle with vulnerability. And if you really don't like where this is going, you can safe word.

Otherwise, sit down. Good girl. I can see you're too in your head to tell me what's going on.

So let's remedy that. Oh, yes. It is like that.

Why try and climb over the walls you've built when I can use a restraining spell to hold you to this chair and melt your walls, the walls in your pussy and the walls around your mind away with orgasms. You had your chance to tell me. Instead, you came in here and completely ignored my hard work to lie to me about whatever happened.

In fact, to add on to this punishment, you don't get to watch what I plan on doing to you. You just get to feel it. I told you I was working on this spell.

No, it doesn't do anything to your brain. It's like a magical blindfold. That whimper was so cute.

Hmm, where to begin with you? I guess I'll start with you. I guess I'll just straddle you while I think about it.

Ah, listen to that breath you just let out. I think your shoulders dropped a foot from your ears. I'll reward you with neck kisses for that.

Mm, I can feel you squirming under me already. Is the ache building? Well, I get to do what I want now.

Sometimes I overwhelm you with orgasms, and sometimes I withhold them. While I'm going with the latter two, your punishment won't go on too long, I promise. You can't see it, but I just slid off of you to settle between your thighs.

You know I love playing with your nipples. Ooh, and with me here in between your legs, you can't press them together for relief. Oh, I can't help it.

Oh, no. Mm, you want that? Tell me.

Tell me you want me to make you writhe with my tongue. Ooh, my girl is so good now. You just shivered.

Is the air brushing across your nipples cold now that I've lifted your shirt? You won't need to worry about that long. I love the noises you make while I get these to nice, stiff peaks.

Let me hear you. Maybe you'll come sooner. Look at them.

I love how they feel in my hands, how they look when I pinch a nipple and pull away from your body, when I let go and your breasts go back to rest. I love it. I love you.

Oh, you're perfect. Mm. Mm, I could kneel here all night just doing this.

Your moans and whimpers are doing things to me, and I love how tight your thighs are pressing against me while you try to press your legs together. But maybe I should move lower. What do you think? How does it feel when I grind my palm against your pussy, hmm? Mm.

I love it when you beg for it. Lift your hips. Let's get these bottoms off.

Spread your legs for me, love. Mm, look at you. Just so wet already.

Tell me what you want. I'm ready to give it to you. Except that.

No, you still don't get to see me. You don't get to see what I'm doing to you. You don't get to see what I'm doing to you.

If you could, you'd probably be dripping on the floor. Maybe later. What else? My fingers in your pussy? I can do that.

I can do that. But first, I want to play a little bit in your arousal. Make a bit of a mess.

Oh, look at you. Your legs spread wide open again, strapped to this chair, pussy glistening. A masterpiece already.

I can make it better. You know I can. I could use a finger to spread some of this up to your clit.

Mm, your whole body quivered and told me that was good. But you know I love to hear it from your lips. Now, I just rub it back and forth all over your pussy lips.

Mm, the glide is so smooth. It's like you've already come. There's so much.

My messy girlfriend. How lucky am I? Let me just.

.. Oh, I know you want more than one finger. I know.

But I just love feeling how your pussy sucks in just one. I draw it out, and it glides right back in. And it glides right back in.

Out. In. Out.

In. But I know why you love to. So here you go.

You love it because then I can flutter against the front of your pussy with ease. Mm, can't I? And if I use my thumb on your clit like this.

.. You always call for God. But we both know only I have what you need.

The only thing you want right now is going to come from these fingers buried in your pussy. Yes, fuck, I can feel it. You're close.

But I want to taste. I'll switch hands. Mm, oh so good.

Playing with your clit just the way you like is sure to. .. Yes, yes, come on my fingers, that's it.

Thank you. You don't have to thank me. Look at me.

Oh, right, you can't. There, that's better. Everything look normal? Good.

Look at me. Oh, seeing pleasure all over your face makes me want to slide my fingers back into your pussy. But this is important.

You never have to thank me for giving you what you need. There, the restraining spell is gone. Was it too tight? No? Good.

Of course, I'll always be here for you. Now, sit at the table. Let me serve dinner.

What are you doing? No, don't you dare clean up. No, don't put your pants back on.

Just because we're eating dinner doesn't mean we're done yet. It's your favorite, remember? I'm sure you'll want to thank me thoroughly later.

Now, tell me, what happened today?