(Ah! *Clings to your leg.*
)
*I wasn’t aware of you watching me through a camera and continued my struggle until the hand let go of my own and began wagging at me in a scolding way. I ducked back and whimpered a bit, unsure what I even did wrong other than maybe accidentally dripping onto your dress earlier...
Maybe it was right. Maybe I am being a bad girl...
Getting moved down onto the bed by the hand and a friend of it’s, I let out more small whimpers as the toy continues to haunt me and tease me with endless efficiency. I wondered if this was the punishment, but at the same time I was too flustered to really put a ton of thought into it.
I struggle more almost involuntarily as my legs are lifted up and held out, giving the toy all of the free range and access that it wished for. “...Good girl...” I whimper softly with a slight muffle as I chew on my index finger, my gaze glued down between my legs...*