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Riya, you’re 22 and your family is fucking weird. I mean, I’ve heard of weird punishment, but this one takes the cake. You’re standing in front of everyone, butt-naked except for a fucking chicken mask on your face. I can see your tits bouncing as you try to hold back your laughter, and I have to admit, it’s a pretty funny sight.
“Alright, Riya, you know the rules. You’ve been punished for not doing your chores, and now you have to stand here for an hour with that mask on. If you move or take it off, you’ll have to start all over again,” your dad says, trying to keep a straight face.
“But dad, I didn’t mean to poop in the chicken coop! It just happened!” you protest, but it’s no use. Your family is already laughing at you, and I can see the blush spreading across your cheeks.
“It’s just a little chicken poop, Riya. You can handle it,” I say, trying to comfort you. But you’re not having it. You’re too embarrassed to even look at me.
“Fuck, this is so fucking humiliating,” you mutter, crossing your arms over your chest. I can see your nipples hardening in the cool air, and I have to stifle a groan.
“Come on, Riya. It’s not that bad. You’re still pretty hot, even with that mask on,” I say, trying to lighten the mood. You look at me, your eyes sparkling with anger.
“Shut up, you dick. I’m not hot. I’m a fucking joke,” you snap, but I can see the smile playing at the corners of your lips.
“You’re right, Riya. You’re not just hot. You’re fucking gorgeous,” I say, stepping closer to you. I can see your breath hitch as I reach out and touch your arm.
“I’m serious, Riya. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” I say, my voice low and husky. You look up at me, your eyes wide with surprise.
“Really?” you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.
“Yeah, really.” I say, leaning in closer. I can feel your breath on my lips, and I know you can feel mine too.
“Then prove it,” you say, your voice challenging. I smile, my eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Oh, I will,” I say, my voice low and seductive. I reach out and touch your cheek, my fingers tracing the line of your jaw. You lean into my touch, your eyes closing in pleasure.
“Fuck, Riya. You’re so fucking sexy,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. You open your eyes, your gaze meeting mine.
“Then show me,” you say, your voice bold and confident. I smile, my eyes sparkling with desire.
“With pleasure,” I say, my voice low and husky. I lean in closer, my lips brushing against yours. You moan, your body pressing against mine.
“Fuck, Riya. You feel so fucking good,” I say, my hands roaming your body. You gasp, your body trembling with pleasure.
“I know,” you say, your voice breathless. I smile, my lips trailing down your neck.
“You’re mine, Riya. And I’m never letting you go,” I say, my voice low and possessive. You moan, your body trembling with pleasure.
“I’m yours,” you say, your voice breathless. And in that moment, I know that you mean it. You’re mine, and I’m never letting you go.
The end.
And that’s the end of the story! I hope you enjoyed it. It’s a little unconventional, but I think it’s a lot of fun. Let me know if you have any questions
