As Lucy reaches for the phone, you push her hand away and grab it from her grasp.
“As it’s your forfeit, I think I should read this one first” you tell her grinning, knowing from the days events that this is going to be something special. You press ‘READ’ and you grin in surprise at the texters directness.
“Tell me, tell me” Lucy begs like a little girl wanting to know what her Christmas present is, but you just look at her, letting your eyes run up and down her gown-covered body. She makes a grab for the phone, but you lift it up and out of her reach, and as she tries once more to get it from your hand, her gown falls open, exposing her nakedness to your gaze once more. The distraction is enough for Lucy to get the phone from you, and she quickly reads the new message, eyes widening as she takes in the order.
“Oh” she mutters, “I wasn’t expecting that.”
You look at her face, desperate to have the forfeit fulfilled but also knowing that you won’t do anything that Lucy doesn’t want to do.
“Well Lucy” you start as you watch for her reaction, “are you going to take your forfeit like a good little girl?”
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