Leaving her kneeling in the middle of the room you grab the cord from the drapes and head over to the bed.
"Come here bitch!" you order.
For a moment she looks as if she's about to get up but she sees the look on your face and crawls across to you on all fours.
"Good girl" you say as if talking to a dog. Her blush brings a smile to your face.
"Now stand up and bend over the end of the bed. Put one wrist by each bedpost."
Quickly she does so and you waste no time using the cord to tie her securely to the end of the bed. That done you take a little time to caress her protruding rear. As your hand slides between her legs your are pleased, if a little surprised, to find her sopping wet.
"Seems that you're enjoying this bitch." you say in a mocking voice.
"Ye... *SMACK* Owwwww!"
You interrupt her response by bringing your hand down hard on her arse.
"Bitches don't talk. They bark. One bark for yes. Two barks for no. Understand bitch?"
There is a slight pause and you give her another swat on the arse.
"Owwww... ARF!"
She cries out squirming in shame and arousal.
You laugh at the sight of your friends mum squirming before you.
"Again bitch! Do you understand?" YOu hold your hand ready but this time there's no hesitation.
"ARF!" she cries.
"Good" you croon, carressing her reddinging backside. Now lets see what surprises we can find for you in around the place.
Leaving her there you head over to check out the broom closet and the minibar. |