"Where is your hand right now?"
"On my pussy," I whispered into the phone.
"Keep touching it. Are you close?"
"Yes," I panted.
"How close?"
"Very close. May I come, please?," I begged.
"No, stop touching it right now."
I whined and reluctantly pulled my hand away. I was silent for a moment.
"Where is your hand right now?"
"A few inches above my pussy."
"Good. You can start touching it again, slowly. Tell me when you get close."
I lowered my hand and started rubbing my clit in slow circles. My breathing quickened and I felt the pressure building. "I'm close, oh god, I'm so close..."
"Stop. Right now."
"Oooh, no...," I whined in desperation.
"Did I heard you say no?"
"No, I didn't say that. I just want to come so badly." I writhed around the bed a little even though he wasn't there to see me.
"Let's try this one more time. Touch your pussy now."
I rubbed furiously, so close that I thought I would explode at any minute. "Can I come now please? Please?"
"Yes, you can come. You beg so well like a good girl, so you can come. Come for me right now."
And I did. He had forced me to let it build and build. That restriction, momentary as it was, made me come even harder for him.
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3 comments:
That's so HOT Kitten,
I like that you want his control even when your owner isn't there. Very sexy....
Tex
Thanks Tex,
That's a pretty standard thing for us, actually. If we're not together, we often end up...well, you know...
-Kitten
That was awesome girl. He does that occasionally, LOVE it-despite how inappropriate it may be! -His girl
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