Anning's pov
I gasped sharply as I felt her place her large hand possessively over the curve of my ass. This was my body, she couldn't just treat me like this.
This position was utterly humiliating, getting bent over her lap like some disobedient child while she prepared to 'discipline' me.
I was utterly furious. But I tried my best to break away from her, I just couldn't. This was degrading, it wasn't even my style. But—
But my body wasn't even listening to me anymore.
'What the hell is wrong with me?' I screamed inwardly.
My entire body had begun to heat up, the tingling feeling in the lower part of my belly wasn't even helping. Had I truly turned into a horn dog after being denied an orgasm for a year?!
One firm touch from her and my pride went crumbling like wet sand. I hated how my heart kept skipping beats or how my thighs pressed together instinctively.
