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You just got home after a long day at work, “Choso I’m home,” you yell from the front door as you push the door close with your foot. Usually he was sitting on the couch watching tv around this time or eating a snack in the kitchen, but today he wasn’t in his usual spots. “Choso,” you call out his name again thinking he just didn’t hear you enter the apartment. You’re met with silence again, worried, you search around the apartment to find him. ‘He wouldn’t have just left without telling me right,’ you think to yourself. You push open your bedroom door, and let out a sigh of relief when you finally find him standing there. His back was facing you, but you could see him jump when you opened the door.
“Sorry for scaring you Choso,” you laugh at his reaction, “I just got home, I tried calling for you but I guess you didn’t hear me..” Choso still hasn’t said a single word or turned around to look at you. “Hey, what’cha doin?” you walk up to him. He immediately turns around with his hands behind his back. “Uhm nothing.. I was just putting away laundry,” Choso looks as nervous as ever. You tilt your head at him, “It’s not laundry day though.” You raise an eyebrow at him, “what do you have behind your back?” His heart sinks, “nothing..” Shaking your head at him, you reach out to grab his arm. Choso stumbles backwards, desperately trying to keep you away from whatever he was hiding. His back hits the dresser drawer and you can hear it close. You glance between Choso and the dresser, and squint your eyes at him.
Guilt eats away at Choso as your eyes bore into him. “Choso…” you speak gently to him, “show me your hands.” He avoids your gaze as he brings his shaky hands out in front of him slowly. “Open your palms.” Choso was going to argue, but he knew it was all too late now. Reluctantly, he opens his hands revealing a pair of your favorite underwear in one hand and your vibrator in the other. Your eyes widened for a moment, “what were you doing with these Choso?” Choso’s mouth opens, but nothing comes out. Narrowing your eyes at him, you snatch your underwear and vibrator out of his hand.
It wasn’t a secret that you had sex toys, but you definitely didn’t appreciate Choso going through your belongings without your permission. Humiliation and embarrassment washes over him as he notices the pissed off expression on your face. “I’m sorry….” he looks down at the ground in shame. You think to yourself for a moment as you look at the toy in your hand, wondering how you’re gonna punish him for doing this. “Sit down Choso,” you command him as you gesture to the bed. He obeys your command immediately, sitting down as fast as possible. Choso’s hands grip at his pants as he tries to explain himself, “I just couldn’t wait for you to get home, I needed you so bad…”
You shut him up immediately, “I don’t care what you were doing with them Choso. My problem with you right now is you went through my stuff without my permission.” You shake your head at him. “You’re right I should have asked you first… I’m so sorry, really, please don’t be mad at me…” he looks up at you like a sad puppy. Choso hates when you get mad at him, afterall you are one of the few people he honestly cares for. Whenever you get angry with him he feels so helpless, he just sits there quietly while you lecture him. You snap at him, “sorry isn’t going to be enough Choso. I need you to prove that you really are sorry and that you won’t go through my things again without asking me for permission.” Choso nods his head eagerly ready to prove he’s really sorry, “I’ll do whatever you want me to. Just please please stop being mad at me.” His eyebrows came together as he looked up at you with a desperate expression painted on his face.
“Take your pants off right now Choso,” you command him as you look down at him crossing your arms. He doesn’t even question you, “y-yes ma’am,” his hands immediately flying to his zipper. Choso kicks off his pants, tossing them to the other side of the room. “Take those off too,” you look down at his boxers, “You don’t need those for what I’m about to do to you.” Choso’s eyes widen as he looks up at you, his mouth slightly agape. “C’mon Choso, don’t make me come over and do it for you. You don’t want to make me even more upset, do you?” He shakes his head as he pulls his boxers off.
“Good boy,” you purr as you walk up to him. Choso almost chokes on his spit. He loves when you call him pet names and praise him, it turns his mind to mush. He looks down and notices that you’re still holding the vibrator that he had taken out of your dresser. You hold the vibrator out in front of him and you hover over him on the edge of the bed, your hand slowly tracing over his bare thigh. “Choso you know what I do with this right?” You ask him even though he obviously knows what it is. His face heats up, his muscles tensing under your touch. “Uh.. you use it to make yourself feel good.. r-right,” he stutters, nearly tripping over his words. “Mhm, that’s right,” you smile as your hand snakes further up his body.
You trace the side of his face with your fingers, “sit back for me baby.” Choso nods his head as he pulls himself further up the bed, relaxing against the soft pillows. You sit down next to him, slowly brushing your hand up and down his thigh. Your gaze drifts down to his cock, noticing how hard he is right now. Choso lets out a small whine when he notices your gaze looking down, “I- I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it… you just look so pretty- and and-” You hush him, “it’s okay Choso. I’m gonna help you.”
He relaxes for a moment, but he is still nervous. Afterall you had already told him you were going to punish him, but it felt like all you were doing was rewarding him for his bad behavior. You press the small silver button on the vibrator, and it suddenly comes to life. The quiet room is filled with the sounds of the small buzzing of the toy in your hand. You bring the vibrator to his thigh slowly raising it higher, and higher, and higher until it's almost touching his cock. Choso bites down on his lip suppressing a moan from slipping out of his mouth.
You smile at his reaction, “This is what’s gonna happen Choso, I'm going to use this vibrator on you until you come once for each hour I wasn’t here. You are not allowed to touch me or yourself, unless I tell you to. Be a good boy for me, okay?” Choso’s heart nearly stopped. He was finding it hard to concentrate on your words and the sensation on his thigh at the same time, but he nodded in agreement. He really means it when he says he’s going to do whatever it takes to make you forgive him. Your shifts weren’t too long anyways, it’s not like he was going to die... probably.
You bring the vibrator to his cock finally, immediately he lets out a series of moans and whines of your name. It was very obvious how pent up he has been the entire day waiting for you to get home. If only he had waited a few more moments for you to get home, he wouldn’t have even been in this situation in the first place. “Feels so good,” he groans. When you turn the intensity of the vibrator up Choso starts squirming in place, trying his best to stop himself from reaching out and touching you. “Can– Can I please just touch you,” he pants out. You shake your head, “You should’ve behaved yourself Choso, this is your punishment.” When the toy rolls against his tip briefly he lets out a high pitch whine. His eyebrows knot together, his eyes glossed over and his breathing ragged.
You come closer to the side of his face, your breath fanning over his ear. Choso flinches, there were too many sensations going on around him for him to keep up. “You’re being so good for me, you must be really sorry huh,” you speak into his ear. Choso pathetically nods his head, his legs starting to shake as you roll the vibrator around his cock. “Please,” he huffs out. You watch him shake beneath your hand, “please what Choso, use your words and tell me.” Words were starting to become impossible for Choso, his mind so scrambled from the sensation of the vibrator against his cock and your voice speaking softly into his ear. “Please let me cum- m’so close,” choso starts begging for you. You turn the vibrator up just a little bit more until Choso cums all over his dick. He clenches his teeth as he looks up the ceiling, trying to come down from his high.
Suddenly, the sound of the vibrator gets loud. “W-wait- I can’t-” Choso sounds frantic as you roll the vibrator over his, now wet, tip. “Yes you can, baby. I know you can because you want to be good for me, don’t you?” He nods his head as his eyes squeeze shut, biting down on his lip.You add your hand to the equation, gently massaging the base of his cock, while you keep the vibrator on his tip. “Does this feel good baby,” you ask him in a soft voice. All Choso can do is nod his head as tears start to roll down his eyes. “F-feels s’good-,” his voice is cut off by his second orgasm rippling through him. You watch the cum spurt out of his cock again, spreading it all over your hand and his cock.
You release your hand from him and the vibrator, giving him a second to breathe. Choso was in for a long long night.
Hours have passed by now, and you’re still teasing him. Choso can’t even remember the number of times you’ve made cum by now. Choso’s chest heaves as his hands grip at the sheets of the bed, attempting to ground himself. His bangs stick to his forehead and his hair is disheveled, “Please please no more, m’sorry,” Choso pants heavily as tears sting his eyes, “I won’t do it again I promise.” He squirms around desperately trying to avoid the vibrator. “This is the last one Choso, come on you can do it,” you brush your hand against his thigh. Your eyes searched over his face to make sure he was actually doing ok by this point. Choso nods his head “I am-....good for you,” he’s panting and crying but assures you he’s okay with another nod.
You turn the speed of the vibrator back up as you whisper sweet praises into Choso’s ear. Choso's body shakes and his voice cracks as he lets out a low groan. “M’gonna-” is all he breathes out before he cums. Tears roll down his face as he starts seeing stars in his eyes. A satisfied smirk creeps onto your face as you watch, “you okay baby? You did such a good job taking all of that for me.” You rub his thigh soothingly as he comes down from his high. “Can– can you please kiss me,” he looks over reaching out for you. You smile, leaning in to kiss him. His hands finally come up and wrap around you, pulling you closer to him.
When Choso finally lets go of you, you pull yourself back a bit and look at him, “let’s get you cleaned up.” You brush his bangs out of his face. You leave for a moment and come back with a cup of water for Choso and a warm towel to clean him up with. You massage his back as he sips on the water. He looks so tired, well more than usual anyway, you can’t help but smile to yourself. Choso pulls you in close next to him, “wanna… cuddle..,” he mumbles as he lays his head down next to yours.