Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 74

"Damn, shit! You make me feel so good Lynne, I love you," he grunted into her hair, panting and kissing the crown of her hair and then her forehead wildly.

"Damn, those cute dark blue panties are so filthy I can't tell who made the bigger mess, you and your girl juice or me and the cum," he grunted.

He mashed the warm, sticky, messy panties close to her labia.

"You'll wear these all evening at dinner as a punishment for your sassy mouth and a reminder of how much I love you, how hard it is to control that love for you I feel it so deep, and how I'd never let anyone, or anything hurt you on purpose. All I want to do is give you joy, make you come all over yourself like you did in these messy underwear, make you giggle, and fill your heart with security," he murmured, undoing the nipple clamps.

Lynne was glad that he undid those, because with the wave of her arousal finally subsided, they felt a bit too stimulating and they were almost uncomfortable on her nipples.

"Yes I will wear them as a punishment like a good girl. I'll wear a frilly little skirt so that I can wear the dirty panties next to my ass and pussy all during dinner," murmured Lynne.

"I almost wonder if this is a punishment. You've shown me how much you love being covered in my come," murmured Leif huskily.

"That's because I like being an object of your desire," groaned Lynne.

"Well you don't need to be covered in my come to be an object of my desire! You are all I desire sweet little thing. Now let's get you out of the chair and clean up the chair, but not your sticky little pussy. That's mine doll," murmured Leif dotingly.

He gently lifted her arms out of the restraints, and now free, for the first time in a while, she gripped him tightly around his neck.

"Hmm, the only thing I missed was looking into those big pretty brown eyes and feeling your arms around me," said Leif.

That fast, he shifted from his dominate role to his equally delicious tender after care role.

He tenderly lifted her out of the chair, and wrapped her in a blanked he had waiting for her.

"My, my my, is that a lucky chair, just covered in your love juices," groaned Leif.

He sniffed the chair before wiping it off with a hand towel, and unhooking it from the ceiling.

Lynne was practically purring with satisfaction. Him taking control of her body like that and forcing her to endure exquisite pleasure again and again until she couldn't help her comes had definitely served it's intended purpose- he took her mind away from the painful interactions she'd had with her family and helped solidify the new tender bond between them even further.

After wiping up the chair, he kissed her forehead again, and went into the kitchen. When he returned he had a cold glass of water, this time with green mint leaves in it.

"Mint Leaves! Damn, you are spoiling me. Last time was Lemon, now mint," murmured Lynne gulping thirstily.

"Hell I can't have you getting used to my spoiling in the after play. Shouldn't always add Lemon, I should mix it up a bit. Maybe next time I'll be able to put some fruit in your glass,"

He let Lynne savor her water before telling her to get dressed. He knew she was hungry having had nothing but alcohol since breakfast, and he wanted to treat her to a good meal, feed her body now that he'd fed her soul.

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