Am I boring you, Henry? It's just a bit stuffy. Can't you play something more exciting, sir? There is one thing you might like. It's called the Devil's Chord. Tell me more, sir. It was banned by the Church in medieval times in case it allows the devil to enter the room.
Lastnight on our movie date baby was giving me a hard time about giving him a diaper check so I made baby take his pants off and wear only his diaper for most of the movie to remind him of his place😈☺️, baby accepted his punishment otherwise he would’ve been changed in the middle of the theater💁🏻♀️🧷🤭
I can't stop thinking about tying mommy Wanda up and edging her....
Her green eyes dark and holding promises of punishment when she wakes up to find her wrists cuffed to the headboard, your smile only growing bigger with each threat that leaves her lips. After all, the best part about getting Wanda angry is when she punishes you for it... and you woke up with the need to brat today.
Slowly eating her out, moaning as you lap up her arousal. She can't help but get turned on by your skilled tongue, her hips jerking as she feels her orgasm approach.
You pull away.
"If you do that one more time, darling, I swear to God..." She cuts herself off, your eyes fluttering closed as you sink two fingers into her welcoming heat.
Her pussy drips around you as you slowly fuck her, curling your fingers slightly every time you feel that spongy spot deep inside her. Wanda's biting her lip tightly as she tries to smother any sounds trying to escape her.
"Do you wanna cum, mommy?" You ask, an innocent expression settling on your face.
Wanda opens her mouth to speak, and you quicken your pace. A low moan sounds out, and you smirk at Wanda's slight loss of control. Her muscles flex as she strains against her cuffs, her hips meeting each of your harsh thrusts.
"Make mommy cum, baby," She pants, throwing her head back. "The punishment won't be so bad if you do as mommy says, okay, darling?"
You nod, and watch her shoulders relax. Wanda's breathes quicken, her moans sounding out as you fuck her. Your eyes glare towards the beside table, lingering on the drawer where she keeps her strap and vibrator for easy access.
It's too good to pass up.
Wanda tenses, your thumb brushing against her clit and sending her orgasm hurtling towards her. She's almost... fucking... there...
You stop, removing your fingers and reaching for the bedside table.
Threats spew from Wanda's mouth, her eyes unfocused as she struggles to escape. You're sure she's imagining all the ways she can punish you, and you feel yourself drip at the thought.
"Oh, sweetheart. You're in for a world of pain." Wanda says, and it settles in your bones like a promise.
"It's my turn to have fun mommy," You say, attaching the strap to your hips as Wanda's eyes take you in. You click the vibrator on, pressing it against her as she groans weakly. "Besides, I like seeing you get all worked up for me. You're hot when you're desperate, Wanda."
You continue to edge her, grinding against her thigh and making yourself cum as she whimpers and struggles beneath you. By the time you're ready to release her, she has tears brimming in frustration, her pussy swollen and dripping around your strap.
Right before you release her cuffs, you make sure to look her in the eyes. "Punish your bad little puppy, mommy. Do your worst."
It's like a swear jar. Only instead of having to add a quarter every time you swear, you have to add a quarter every time you talk like an adult.
Did you just say you were leaving work instead of checking out of daycare? Put a quarter in the Baby Jar.
Did you just pour yourself a glass of water instead of a ba ba of wa wa? 50 cents in the Baby Jar!
You're not going out with friends, you're going on a playdate. And she's not your girlfriend anymore, she's your babysitter.
Did you say dinner instead of num nums? Toilet instead of potty chair? Did you go for a walk instead of a waddle?
Clink! Clink! Clink! The jar is filling up fast. Just remember: when all this money is spent buying you some fun pacifier gags, locking onesies, and restraining mittens...you're the one who earned them, sweetie. 😘
[mysterious circle of robed figures]
JK Rowling: hello children
Rowling: I was just thinking about how transs people should be eliminated from ssociety
Jonathan Chait: whoa whoa whoa! joanne!
Chait: you can't say it like THAT
Chait: so uncouth
Chait: you have to say it with your pinky finger extended
Elon Musk: si! issa no good!
Musk: issa too mucha trans genocide
Musk: you shoulda only post the right amount offa da trans geocide
Musk: lookita me, i lika da trans genocide
Musk: but i also like many other genocides
Rowling: oh MY GOD
Rowling: my empire is crumbling!
Chait: we're not saying you can't still be transphobic
Chait: you just have to, you know, cool it a bit
Chait: be genteel about it
Jesse Singal: mommy mommy i have concerns mommy!
Chait: see? just like that
Chait: maybe put a little disclaimer
Chait: "this transphobia is for entertainment purposes only"
Rowling: do you not know who I am?? I'm JK Rowling!
Rowling: JK FUCKING ROWLING!!!
Rowling: I MADE YOUR CHILDHOOD MAGICAL!
Rowling: no one tellss me to cool it!
Rowling: i own the courtss!
Chait: joanne
Rowling: and another thing!!!
Rowling: SSTOP CALLING ME JOANNE!
[midnight society]
JK Rowling: hello children
Barker: oh look who it is
Barker: what are you doing here joanne?
Barker: did your terfs tell you to cool it again?
Rowling:
Rowling: why doess everyone call me joanne
Rowling: i'm extremely mad about thiss transs football referee
Barker: what?
Rowling: this transs football referee
Barker:
Barker: what?
Rowling: there's a transs football referee and i'm really mad about it!
Rowling: what, haven't you heard?
Barker: joanne, why are you here
Rowling: and another thing!
Rowling: sstop calling me joanne!!
Rowling: people are alwayss all "joanne this" and joanne that!
Rowling: wah wah wah joanne joanne joanne!
Barker: do you not like your name
Barker: you could change it
Poe: clive
Poe: just let her tire herself out
Barker: no no I've got something here
Rowling: people are alwayss "oh wah wah wah joanne, how can you ssay that! your bookss are all about tolerance and love wah wah wah!"
Rowling: bitch i think i know what my booksss are about!
Rowling: i fuckin wrote them after all!
Rowling: blah blah blah ohh joanne
Rowling: i hate when people call me joanne!!
Rowling: they should fear to say my true name!
Barker: oh damn look at that
Barker: looks like we're having a good ol' fashioned mothers day meltdown
Poe: clive don't encourage this
King: but joanne! how can you say that?
King: after all the lessons of harry potter?
King: you made our childhoods magical!
Rowling: people are all "blah blah blah joanne how can you like naziss now when you ssaid they were bad in harry potter"
Rowling: first of all, harry potter iss fiction!
Rowling: secondly, the death eaters are actually a ssinister coalition of evil transs, sspooniess, fat people, free masonss, and diane duane
Rowling: always have been!
Rowling: thiss iss NOT a retcon!
Rowling: that sshould be obviouss if you've read the book
Rowling: UNLESSS
Rowling: you're a fake potterhead, ssteve
King: no of course not! i love harry potter
Rowling: DO YOU
Rowling: perhaps then
Rowling: you would be willing to take a blood oath to the dark lord
Rowling: to belong to the dark lord body and ssoul
Rowling: who is always correct
King: i uh don't think i'm going to take that oath, sorry
Rowling: UGH!
Rowling: this is just like Radcliffe all over again!