The vibrating panties blurb that nobody asked for.
I am helpless, I tell ya, and I’m just fine with that. I’ve been super into sub tiger these days (what’s that? you’ve noticed?) so OF COURSE I had to get her feeling all super small and subby and shit after Bill basically tortured her for like, the entire day.
Listen, I hope this absolutely junk punches a whole slew of kinks for you, alright? We got some resistance, we got some orgasm denial/control, we got some kneelin’ and subby goodness, we got some GOOD DUDE BILL still being the ultimate caretaker and checking in with her during their fun (for my fellow softies), it’s all here folks.
You jumped a bit when long arms circled your waist, breaking your daydream as you stared out the window. Relaxing as a soft “sorry” was mumbled in your ear, you rested your back against a firm chest as you took another sip of your coffee, a soft kiss being plunked on your cheek.
“What’s going on up in there?” Bill asked, his lips at your ear as you heard him gently sniff your hair. You smiled, reaching up to run your hand through his hair as you turned your face for a proper kiss.
“Nothing, just daydreaming,” you smiled, turning your attention back out the window, “Didn’t want to disturb your work.”
“I have something for you,” he mumbled, removing an arm from your waist today into his back pocket. Bringing his hands in front of you, he showed you a small, thin device that was smooth and curved.
“What is it?” You stared at it confused as he turned it over in his hands. He gave your earlobe a playful nip.
“It’s a vibrator, for your underwear,” he murmured, “It’s controlled by an app on my phone. I figured it might be fun to try tonight, at the birthday dinner.”
“Oh,” you reached a hand out, smoothing your fingers over the device.
“If you’re game?” You sighed, leaning back more against him as he sucked your earlobe between his lips.
“But if you come, then you lose,” he challenged.
“Oh, oh I’m game. You’re going down, big bird.”
You felt his smirk at your ear as his hand pulled at the waistband of your pants.
“Tell you what tiger,” he said, “I’ll even be real nice and let you get used to it for a bit before we leave.”
His other hand glided flat along your lower stomach as he reached into your underwear, sliding the toy against you and positioning it.
“How kind of—oh,” your sass was cut off mid-sentence when he tapped a button on his phone and the vibrator came to life, buzzing against you with just enough pressure to make your knees give a little.
“What was that?” He teased, and you let go a laugh that sounded an awful lot like a moan.
“You know, for a sub, you’re really pretty ballsy,” you said, grabbing onto his forearms suddenly and digging your nails in as he tapped his phone again.
“Whatever you say, kid,” he said, “In fact, why don’t you keep talking? See where it gets you.”
You bit your lip, tensely releasing his forearm from your grip.
“Just not used to it,” you claimed, “Get ready to lose, you beanpole.”
And you broke out of his embrace, walking away and stumbling slightly when he tapped his phone again.
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