flying

How could this be a punishment? He was just asking her to undress him? Could it be that he decreased her punishment because she had waited for him outside in the cold for hours?

"Stop thinking about something else, Cynthia, and look at me," he spoke again, pulling Cynthia's every bit of attention back to him.

She undressed him, removing one item of clothing after another as the warm shower continued flowing over them, until his pants were the only things left.

The sound of his clacking belt then echoed faintly inside the bathroom. Once his pants fell on the floor, his bulge came into view with only his black boxers covering it.

Cynthia's eyes wandered around, not daring to look at it, her face blazing red as she looked up at him.

The man laid his eyes on her bathtub and he walked towards it. He sat on the edge and looked at her as the tub was being filled with warm water.