(Blah blah my queue spat this out too early blah blah I guess I can start this story.)
Penthouse and I share an interrogation fantasy. I had articulated it to him for a while and had shared that the only time I had tried it, the guy was really half-hearted and was basically like, “one question now blowjob.” Which, I’m sorry, I love sucking dick but that killed it.
We were hanging around and I was messing with Penthouse’s wallet. “What are you doing?” He asked.
I smirked, “oh, I was thinking of hiding it when you weren’t looking so you’d have to ask me where it was.”
“Oh,” he replied, “I suddenly have something to do…elsewhere.” We both laughed and he got up and went to the other room.
Practically giddy with the fact that this was going to happen, I hid the wallet and waited for him to come back. When Penthouse returned, he feigned surprise at his wallet being gone.
“Sweetheart,” he asked in that Daddy-type voice that makes me blush. “Have you seen my wallet?" I just smirked and shrugged. He grabbed my arm, "did you hide it?” I shrugged again and he pushed me up against the wall. “Where is it?” I shook my head.
Suddenly, I felt him pull the ballgag between my teeth and buckle it at the back of my head. “Fine, when you’re really to tell me, I’ll take this off.” He shoved me towards the bed.