Arianna is angry. “Hey, you are late,” she tells the deadbeat dude. “I waited for you for hours.” His lame excuses don’t fly with Arianna, who wants people to respect her time, not keep her waiting. Really, what kind of idiot keeps a chick like Arianna waiting? An idiot who knows what kind of punishment is in store, that is what kind of idiot.”You always have some excuses,” Arianna says, brandishing her whip. “But now, it won’t be easy for you. I will hurt you. You will have to please me and spoil me and do what I want.” At which point, Arianna backs her round, fleshy arse into his crotch. And the punishment begins.”I wanna use you,” she told. “Touch my tits. You’re not allowed to like it.” Yeah, right. He is also not allowed to like worshipping her feet, legs and arse. And eating her cookie. And playing with her whoppers. And getting his pecker sucked. And fucking Arianna’s sopping-wet cookie, which he accesses when Arianna pulls aside her thong pants. “You have been a very bad boy because I waited for you for hours,” Arianna told. “I won’t forgive you.” To err is human. To be forgiven by Arianna is divine.