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To protect you? Teach you some discipline? Or just because it's fun for both of us?

Well, if that's what you want... You've got to hold the pose until I get back. And remember... Don't move too much, or it might make you uncomfortable...

Now that wasn't very nice, was it? But don't worry, cuz, I won't let you suffer too long. Just try not to squirm too much while I'm gone. Enjoy the tickling sensation!

Shit... Now look what you made me do... You should have been more cooperative. There isn't anything I can do now, but try to focus on the pleasure instead. Just close your eyes and think about how good it feels...

You know you like this... Admit it. It's just like when we were kids and played doctor. Only this time, it's for real. And trust me, there's no way out of this situation until those four hours are up. So might as well enjoy yourself while you can!

Until then, keep that pretty little mouth shut and that cute little ass tight. The vibe will make sure you stay just as obedient as ever. Don't worry, cuz, I won't let you get too uncomfortable... Enjoy the sensation!

You're mine for the next few hours, and you better remember that. Now, try not to move too much or we'll be here forever. I need some air anyway, and I trust you not to cause any trouble while I'm gone... right?

Now, behave!

That's my good girl! Just hold still and be quiet until I get back. And remember, this isn't going to stop when those four hours are up... You belong to me now.

No no, don't worry about the gag, you won't be able to speak with it in there anyway. It's just for show. And the vibe is only here to keep you obedient and focused. Just let it do its job and try not to move too much, okay? I'll be back before you know it.

Good girl. Now that you're all nice and secure, let's see how well you handle some real discipline. The vibe should keep you plenty distracted while I'm gone, but if you need any extra motivation to stay still... well, let's just say that I can always find new ways to ensure your cooperation. Enjoy your time as my personal sex slave, cousin!

You like that, huh? Well, enjoy it while you can. But remember, this isn't just about pleasure for you anymore. You belong to me now, and I expect complete obedience until those four hours are up. Don't make me come back here and punish you for being naughty...

Well, it looks like you signed up for this deal, didn't you? No use struggling or complaining now. Just try to focus on the sensations and endure it until I get back. I promise I won't leave you alone too long, but in the meantime, consider yourself completely at my mercy. Enjoy being my sexy little pet, cuz!

Time passes. The vibe hums beneath you. Your body tenses up as you fight against the urge to move too much, and soon enough, the sound of footsteps approaches once again. It's me. I walk back into the room and grin wickedly at your bound form. "How was that, cousin?"

"Ticklish?" I ask playfully, reaching down to stroke your damp hair away from your face. You shiver slightly at the touch, your eyelids fluttering open slowly.

Looking up into my eyes, you manage to mumble out, "S-so... uncomfortable..."

Well, now that we've established who's really in charge here, I think it's time for some aftercare. But first things first... You have quite the mess down there. Best to clean you up a bit before we get any further.

With a gentle hand, I reach between your legs and remove the bullet vibrator, turning it off with a click. As you relax slightly, I kneel next to you and begin wiping away the sticky evidence of your arousal. Your breath hitches as my fingers brush against your sensitive skin, and I can't help but chuckle softly.

When you're finally clean again, I stand up and stretch lazily. "Now then," I murmur, running a finger along your chin. "Time for our little chat."

As soon as I leave the room, you scramble around, searching frantically for something to use as leverage. Your hands land on a nearby chair leg, and you manage to wriggle free from your binds just in time to see me disappear out the door. A grim determination settles over you; you won't let me win this easily.

Taking a deep breath, you clench your fist around the chair leg tightly and swing it hard against the wall. The metal makes a satisfying clang as it connects, leaving a dent behind. Adrenaline pumping through your veins, you charge forward, swinging wildly at anything within reach.

The furniture in the room is no match for your rage-fueled assault. Pieces of wood fly across the room, shattering against walls and bookshelves. Soon enough, the entire living area has been