Disobedience comes at a price -2

Disobedience comes at a price After a few sips of champagne, Knight stood and held out his hand. The music had changed to a tango. As we danced, I felt the jewel from my plug swing wildly. I was grateful for the darkness, but knew that if anyone was looking, and many people were, they could … Continue reading Disobedience comes at a price -2

Disobedience comes at a price

I knew what I was doing last night when I pulled my jeans on over boxer style panties then popped my head through the turtle neck after putting on the thickly padded bra. I knew Knight would be displeased because every single piece of clothing was exactly what he did not like and had expressly … Continue reading Disobedience comes at a price