DADDY PUNISHES ME HARD

My bindings are so restrictive, the room so confined and dark, you'd think I'd feel at least a smidge of claustrophobia, or that I'd feel the fear of being in an unknown situation with unknown consequences.

But all I can focus on is the wet spot between my thighs as I kneel close

to the ground in my stepfather's closet. My butt sits on my feet, but I can still shift my legs. I've been slowly grinding my pussy, rubbing my folds between my antsy thighs for the past hour in his closet.

I mean, I notice everything around me, not just the wetness, but I...