I’m bent over the couch in nothing but a collar and thigh-highs

I left the door unlocked and I’m bent over the couch in nothing but a collar and thigh-highs, ass already red from my own hand because I couldn’t wait for you, Master. Punish me harder for starting without permission. Use your belt. Use your hands. Use whatever you want. Call me a stupid slut while you split me open. Make me count every thrust, every slap, every time you spit on me. I want to be dripping cum and tears when you’re done. Please, Sir—come teach your disobedient whore a lesson.