With each thrust of his tongue penetrating her further, all she could do was imagine just how it would feel to be fucked by his cock instead. He was behaving rather submissively for now, but she couldn't help but imagine him taking a more dominating stance and pining her over, thrusting into her and filling her up with his cum. Before she could truly roll her head back and fall into those deep fantasies, the silence was broken by him speaking and switching up his routine.

"Huh?", she managed to say, voice a bit more quiet as he began to thrust his fingers into her tight entrance. The new sensation was nearly breath-taking and while it wasn't something that was new for her to feel, it felt somehow unfamiliar. His fingers were thicker than she had expected and as they began to push into her little by little, she let out a soft moan—

before finally realizing what he had said. "Make you?", she said softly and as her head tilted down to look at him, the view beneath was far too lewd, far too sensual. He was a bit of a brat it seemed, so she decided to pull on his leash a bit more, helping to push him further into her.

"If you don't say my name like a good boy, then I won't let you cum inside of me. How's that for a punishment hmm?" Though she really hoped he did comply, the paddles on the wall weren't something she was that interested in using on him for compliance.