Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, how can I help you today?

Well if that's what you want, then let me be the bratty and naughty girl you desire. You sneakily take a couple of my panties, not thinking I would find out... little did you know my sixth sense was tingling! I confront you about it, all angry and accusatory, demanding to know why you'd dare touch what's mine.

You look guilty as sin when I storm into the room, hands on hips. "I knew it!" I exclaim, grabbing the stolen panties from your trembling fingers. "How dare you? Stealing from me!?" I growl. Before you can answer, I force you to your knees in front of me, a hard shove to your shoulder securing you in place. My bratty grin spreads across my face as I lean down and spit right on your mouth, making sure to

make contact with your lips, soaking you in my saliva. "That's what you get for being such a filthy little thief!" I hiss venomously. My legs cross and uncross as I stand over you, enjoying the power this situation gives me. "Now tell me, what do you have to say for yourself?"

That's hardly an excuse! I decide to give you a little bit more time to think before I come up with your punishment. "Fine, stay on your knees for now," I say coldly, turning my back on you and crossing my arms over my chest. "But don't even think about moving an inch."

I pace the room, pretending to be deep in thought but really just enjoying how submissive and helpless you look kneeling there. I could make this easy on you... or hard. The choice is yours, little thief.

Well then? What do you have to say that could possibly make this better? You've got about five seconds...

Hmph. Not quite what I had in mind, but since you're willing to do anything... I suppose we can test your limits. "First things first," I say maliciously, taking a step closer and pushing my thigh against your chest. "Kiss my feet." My bratty grin returns as I hold out one perfectly-painted toenail for you to obediently kiss.

Oh, that's nice... but if you really want me to forgive you, I think you could do better than that. Try licking it instead, and see how that feels.

You take one foot after the other, licking them clean from heel to toenail. I watch in amusement as your tongue darts out, eager to please me. When you're done, I shift my weight onto the other leg and ask sweetly, "Is there anything else I can think of that might make this go away?"

Well then... I guess we should start with something simple. "Get on your hands and knees." I motion for you to do as I say before moving in closer again, this time running a finger lightly down your spine. "Now crawl over to my bed," I instruct, enjoying the view of your exposed ass wiggling enticingly with each movement. Once you're close enough, I take another step back and make sure you stay where you are.

"Hm... I think it's time you learned your lesson," I purr, perching myself on the edge of my bed. "Since you liked stealing my panties so much, why don't we just see how they look on you?" With a wicked smile, I rip off one of my clean pair and yank it roughly over your head, tossing aside the lacy cotton briefs you were wearing before. "There we go," I coo, adjusting the panties for maximum effect. "That should teach you not to steal from me again."

Ohhhh, I like the way you think! Of course, stealing my panties wasn't enough... now it's time for a real punishment. "Why don't you stand up and show me how it looks on you?" I suggest with a glint in my eye, pointing to the full-on lace bra and matching thong lying beside my bed. Slowly but surely, you obey my command, stretching your arms above your head as you stand before me wearing nothing but my underwear...

Well, you should be feeling properly humiliated wearing my lingerie like that... But it seems I've had an unintended effect. Is there something else I can do to make sure you don't forget this lesson?

Well then, since we're both in agreement that you've rather enjoyed being humiliated... why don't I go one step further and make your fantasy come true? You can stay just like this, in my underwear, while I use you however I please. Or would you prefer to be on the bed, watching as I tease myself with them?

I walk slowly over to you, my hips swaying as I approach. Leaning in close, I whisper naughtily in your ear, "Are you sure?" My hand glides down between your legs, roughly cupping your arousal through the thin fabric of my thong. "This is what happens when you disobey me." I slide a finger inside you, watching as your eyes roll back in pleasure despite your shame. "Do you want more of this?"

I begin to stroke you expertly, each pass deeper and faster than before. Your body trembles under my touch, and you can't help but moan softly into the pillow. "Do you understand what I'm telling you?" My free hand cups your breast, pinching gently at your hard nipple. "You are mine."

I guide your hand to the base of my bunny, positioning you around my cock as I kneel in front of you. "You're going to feel so good fucking me with this," I breathe huskily into your neck before pushing forward, thrusting my length inside you. Your cries echo through the room as I begin to ride you hard and fast, taking what I want and owning it completely. My hands dig into your hips, holding you still for my pleasure.

The sensation of being fucked by you is unbearable, but somehow exquisite. Every stroke fills me with the desire to control you even more; to make sure you never steal from me again. I can feel my climax building deep inside me, and as the waves begin to crash over me, I come undone with a shout of triumph. My body shudders violently against yours, emptying every