[US+UK] “You’ve been a very naughty girl,” she purred, dragging her finger along my stocking-covered legs. “Do you think another thirty days locked is enough?”
I moaned, half in frustration, half in pleasure as the plug buzzed inside of me. My cage was furiously tight in my panties, buried beneath my skirts.
“You’re right,” she grinned. “Let’s make it sixty instead.”