He looked at me shame-faced. “You will pay for that,” I said. No matter if I had myself induced the orgasm; it was still against the rules, my rules, and I would punish him. “Now lick it up, all of it.”
His tongue went out and licked the thick creamy stuff off my stocking and off my bare thigh above. “Fetch me clean stockings,” I ordered.
As I sat in the taxi on the way to meet Johnny I thought about Henry’s ejaculation. He had surprised me by coming so fast; I reasoned that denial was only increasing his desire. Perhaps what he needed was some more active form of control. I had been reading online about women who “milked” their men. This was a possible solution. I resolved that I should both punish him severely for his unauthorised ejaculation and also milk him that weekend. We would ma
