Punishing a Panty Thief - Part 6 (Patreon)

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“I wore each and every pair this week,” Margaret said as she gestured to the seven pairs of panties laid out on her bed.

Logan was certain Margaret had yet another punishment planned but he couldn’t help feel a touch of desire as he stared at the gorgeous used underwear in front of him.

“I thought I’d give you the chance to pick out a pair to keep,” Margaret continued.

“I don’t understand,” Logan said. “What’s the catch?” He imagined Margaret informing him that he’d have to suffer through a caning once he put the panties on or that she had a used condom she wanted him to drink from before he’d be allowed to claim her used underwear as his own.

“There’s no catch,” Margaret said. “The truth is, I feel kind of bad about how far over the top I went in punishing you and I want to make it up to you. I’m offering an apology, of sorts, and it begins with letting you pick a pair of my panties.”

Logan surveyed the panties spread out on the bed again and felt an overwhelming kind of desire.

Margaret stepped closer to the bed and picked up a pair of white lace bikini cut panties. “I wore these for my date on Saturday night,” she said.

“Really?” Logan asked. He remembered Margaret coming home from that date with a smile on her face.

“Really,” she said. “In fact, I got fucked in these panties. We had sex in his car. I straddled him in the backseat and pulled these pretty panties aside so I could sit on his cock. I came on his cock while wearing these panties.”

She stepped closer and lifted the panties until they rested just under Logan’s nose. He couldn’t help but sniff her panties. He couldn’t resist the allure of taking her scent into his lungs.

“He came inside me,” she whispered. “He came inside me and his cum leaked into these panties while he drove me home. It was leaking into these panties when I came inside and waved at you. It leaked into these panties until I took them off and tossed them into the hamper a few hours later. Can you smell that, Logan? Can you smell my pussy? Can you smell his cum? Can you smell the sex?”

Logan closed his eyes and breathed deeply. He inhaled the scent emanating from her panties and smiled. His cock was stiff without having been touched. Margaret’s softly-spoken words and the idea that her pussy juices and someone else’s cum had leaked into her panties formed an intoxicating combination that he couldn’t resist.

“Do you want these panties, Logan? Do you want to wear them? Do you want to wear my dirty, cum-stained panties?” Margaret whispered.

Logan nodded. She was offering him a gift and it would have been insane to refuse it.

Margaret stepped back with the panties still in her hand and said, “Strip for me.”

Logan stripped as ordered. It was still a little humiliating to get naked in front of his roommate, but he was getting more comfortable with it.

“Have you ever fucked someone in a car, Logan?” Margaret asked.

“No,” he replied.

She stepped closer and reached out to tease Logan’s little cock with her fingers. “It’s harder for guys with tiny cocks. I mean, if you were sitting in the backseat I bet your dick wouldn’t even reach a girl’s pussy. She certainly wouldn’t be able to ride you. She’d just have to grind back and forth on your little nub, wouldn’t she?”

Logan groaned, mostly from the delicate but impossibly pleasurable feeling of Margaret’s fingers dancing over the tip of his cock.

“Would you like to put my panties on now, Logan?” she asked.

“Very much so,” he said.

Margaret handed him the panties and Logan stepped into them. He closed his eyes and savored the feeling of the soft lace moving up his legs. He pulled them tight against his crotch and felt the crustiness of the dried cum against his balls.

“Does that feel good?” Margaret asked. “Do you like wearing a pair of my filthy panties?”

Logan nodded vigorously. He was largely past feeling embarrassed around Margaret. He liked wearing her dirty panties.

“Like I said, I feel bad about how far I went in punishing you for stealing my panties. Giving you my filthy panties is just part of my apology, though. I think you deserve more, Logan. I think you deserve to feel pleasure instead of being punished. I think you deserve to feel pure, unadulterated pleasure. Would you like that?” Margaret asked.

“Yes,” Logan said. Immediately the idea of fucking Margaret sprang to mind. He was certain she wouldn’t offer that particular kind of pleasure, but he couldn’t keep his brain from going there. He wanted it. To fuck her would have been a thrill so intense he couldn’t help but fantasize about it.

“Would you like to taste my pussy, Logan?” Margaret asked.

He nodded.

Margaret leaned closer and offered Logan a soft, surprisingly sensual kiss. Her mouth opened and he unleashed a surprised moan as her tongue pushed past his lips. Margaret grasped Logan’s cock through the panties and massaged it, instantly immersing him in pleasure.

“On your knees,” Margaret whispered.

Logan fell to his knees without hesitation. He looked up and watched Margaret lift her skirt and pull aside her underwear.

“You may taste my pussy,” she said.

Logan leaned forward and pressed his lips against her pussy. He extended his tongue and pushed inside her. He immersed his taste buds in her juices and Margaret moaned.

“That’s good,” she said. “That’s so good, Logan. Now lick my clit. Make me feel good.”

Logan couldn’t believe he was on his knees in front of his roommate. He couldn’t believe he was licking her clit without also being showered in verbal barbs. He couldn’t believe he was simply offering her pleasure.

“Mmmm, that feels so good, Logan. You’re making me feel so good.”

Logan ran his fingers up the backs of Margaret’s thighs as he licked her clit. She moaned and he let his hands wander under her skirt. He gently squeezed her ass and she responded with yet another moan.

After a few minutes of letting him work her pussy, Margaret stepped back and offered a hand. She helped Logan to his feet and they shared another, deeper kiss. It felt passionate and he couldn’t help but get caught up in it. Suddenly it seemed possible that Margaret was going to welcome Logan into her pussy. It seemed possible that she really was sorry about the way she’d treated him and was going to let him fuck her as part of the finest apology ever.

As they kissed Margaret reached down and pulled Logan’s panties aside. She wrapped her fingers around his small, turgid cock and stroked him. He moaned into her mouth as his balls tightened and his loins came alive.

“Does that feel good?” Margaret asked as her lips hovered a few inches from his.

“It feels incredible,” he said. “It feels better than anything ever has.”

“What do you think my pussy would feel like?” she asked.

“I can’t even imagine,” Logan answered.

“You got me all wet and horny with your tongue,” Margaret said. “You got me all worked up with that skilled mouth of yours and now I need to cum. Would you like to feel my pussy, Logan? Would you like to feel my pussy around your cock? Would you like to fuck me?”

“Yes, holy shit, yes, Margaret, I’d love to fuck you. I want to fuck you,” he answered.

Margaret kissed Logan again and again he lost himself in an intense sense of desire. It had been a long, long time since he’d had sex with anyone and now that his beautiful, sexy, seductive roommate was offering it he couldn’t resist.

“Get in my bed, Logan,” Margaret said. “Keep your panties on.”

Logan leapt into the bed like a virgin about to pop his cherry. He rolled onto his back and watched Margaret strip with a smile on her face.

She straddled him and rubbed her pussy over his panty-clad cock while playing with her breasts. Logan stared. He was totally enraptured with the woman sitting astride him. He’d never been so turned on.

Margaret reached down and pulled aside the white lace panties that encased Logan’s cock. She ran her fingers up and down his short, thin shaft and smiled.

“I’m so wet, Logan,” she said. “My pussy is so wet. Are you thinking about being inside me, Logan? Are you thinking about fucking me?”

“Yes,” Logan said. His heart was pounding so hard he could hear it in his ears. His cock had never been so full of desire.

Margaret released his cock and leaned down. Logan felt the warmth emanating from her pussy as it hovered so close to the tip of his dick. She smiled and kissed his neck as Logan resisted the urge to grab her ass and pull Margaret down onto his cock.

“Do you want me, Logan? Do you want me to sit on your cock? Do you want me to milk an orgasm out of you with my hot, wet cunt?” she whispered.

“Yes,” he answered. “More than anything.” Logan stopped short of begging. He suspected Margaret wouldn’t find that particularly appealing.

Margaret sat up and the seductive look she’d worn washed away. It was replaced by a harsh stare. She reached down, wrapped her fingers around Logan’s cock, and squeezed hard enough for him to wince in pain. He reached down to try and push her hand away and Margaret squeezed harder.

“Please, stop,” he said.

“I can’t believe you thought I’d fuck you, Logan,” Margaret said. “I can’t believe you thought I’d let a fucking pervert like you into my pussy. I can’t believe you thought I felt so bad about punishing you that I was going to let you pathetic excuse for a dick inside me. I can’t believe you thought I’d let you inside me without a condom. Are you kidding me? Even if I lowered myself to fuck you I certainly wouldn’t let you cum inside me. The very idea of it is disgusting.”

Margaret’s iron-fisted grip on his cock meant Logan wasn’t going anywhere. If he tried to escape out from under her she could have genuinely injured him. He had no choice but to let her berate him as she saw fit.

“I’ve decided that I am done punishing you, though,” Margaret continued. “You won’t have to suffer through those particular humiliations anymore.”

Her grip loosened and Logan breathed a sigh of relief as he let his head fall to the pillow.

“I’ve decided that you’re going to be my bitch from now on,” she informed him.

“Your bitch?” Logan asked.

“Yes. You’re going to serve my every need. You’re going to do as you’re told and you’re going to do it without hesitation or the punishments will resume,” Margaret said. “You’re going to take over all household chores, including my laundry. You’ll clean my bedroom and bathroom. You’ll cook for me when I don’t feel like doing it myself. You’ll give me massages when I desire them. You’ll go grocery shopping for me. You’ll wash my car. You’ll run errands for me. You’ll be my personal bitch and you won’t dare complain about it. You’ll serve me because you realize it’s a privilege to serve me. And because I’m going to reward you.”

“Reward me?” Logan asked.

“That’s right, bitch boy. If you’re a good little servant you’ll be granted the pleasure of making me cum from time to time. I’ll let you between my legs to lick my pussy and give me an orgasm while your worthless little dick throbs in its panties. I might let you worship my ass if you’re a particularly good bitch and if you’re very, very good I’ll let you lick my pussy after a real man has cum inside me. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, you fucking freak?”

As much as he hated to admit that Margaret knew him so well, she was right. Much to his chagrin, it all sounded thrilling. “Yes, I’d like that,” he said.

“Of course you would,” Margaret replied. “And of course I’ll keep you supplied with panties, as every good bitch needs pretty panties to put on in the morning. You’d like that most of all, wouldn’t you Logan?”

He nodded.

“You will never, ever get to fuck me. You will never, ever get to feel my mouth around your cock. If you’re very, very good I’ll jerk you off every now and then, but mostly your orgasms will happen during supervised masturbation sessions. You will never cum on your own. If you do, the punishments will resume and they’ll be harsher. I have a few guys that would love to come over and fuck a small-dicked panty boy like you, so don’t push me. I’ll have you bent over and taking cock as a punishment before you know it,” Margaret explained.

Logan had no doubt she’d follow through on that threat. He’d learned that his roommate was not the kind of girl to mess around when she was upset.

“So, are you going to serve, Logan? Are you going to be my little bitch? Are you going to do exactly as you’re told?” Margaret asked.

Logan knew he was agreeing to a significant life change. He was effectively giving Margaret control over a huge portion of his time. Serving her would qualify as the best relationship of his life, though, and it felt thrilling in a way he didn’t entirely understand. For that reason, Logan agreed. “Yes, I’ll be your little bitch,” he said.

“Good,” Margaret said as she released his cock and dragged her slippery pussy up Logan’s chest. She straddled his head and lowered her pussy onto his mouth. “You can start by claiming a well-earned reward and making me cum. After all, you’ve been through quite a few humiliating punishments. You deserve at least a little pleasure.”

Logan put his tongue to work and Margaret moaned. She was right. Bringing her that sort of pleasure felt like a reward. Watching his roommate play with her breasts as he licked her pussy was thrilling. Watching a smile cross her face and feeling her thighs tremble as her orgasm approached filled Logan with joy. Knowing that he was responsible for the thunderous orgasm she had was beyond thrilling.

“Thank you,” Margaret said as she sat across his chest. “That was lovely.”

“It was my pleasure,” Logan replied.

“I’m sure it was,” she shot back with a smile. “It’s getting late, so why don’t you head to bed. I have a long list of things for you to do tomorrow, so make sure you get a good night’s sleep. And no masturbating. I swear, the punishments I’ll unleash if you masturbate without permission will be far harsher than those you’ve already experienced, Logan. I’ll line up a gangbang for you. In the blink of an eye you’ll be bent over a spanking bench as a group of guys pull a train on your ass and leave you stretched and exhausted like a fucking whore. Do you understand?”

Logan believed every word of it. He had no doubt Margaret could and absolutely would put something like that together just to teach him his place.

“I won’t masturbate, I promise,” he said.

Margaret climbed off of him and pointed towards the door.

“Your new life starts tomorrow, Logan. You’re going to be a good little bitch for me. I’m going to make sure of it.”

Logan left Margaret’s bedroom with a mixture of joy and nervousness pulsing through his body. She was right. He was about to begin a new life. He was determined to make it work, though. His punishments had come to an end and now it was up to him to earn the pleasures Margaret had promised. Logan was determined to be good for her and to make his life as her bitch full of the kind of pleasure he’d come to crave.

The End.