sweetlynaughty

I feel his warm whisper against my neck right below my ear, “I want you to do something for me; you’ll be scared and self-conscious but do it anyway.”

Immediately my heart pounds hard against my chest and I feel his hand tighten around me pulling me flush against his body. The palm of his hand warm right under my left breast; his thumb stroking my nipple. My body goes limp and I know instantly….we know instantly, that I am his and I will gladly do anything he commands of me.

My breath exhales in a rushed whisper, “Yes Sir.”
“mmmm Good Girl. So willing and obedient.”

“My naughty little girl, I have to write a report for work and I’m dreading it. I need you keep me energized and focused. I want you to lie on the coffee table wearing my work shirt from today. Leave the two middle buttons fastened but the others are to stay unbutton.”

I feel him unbuttoning his shirt with one hand behind me as he continues to whisper his commands in my ear and play with my nipple. The scent of his deodorant and cologne fill me as he shrugs off his shirt. He moves and sits on the coffee table and slowly undresses me, taking his time feeling my body, his hands moving up and down my waist, up over my breasts squeezing them, then one hand glides up to my throat stealing my breath as his other hand moves down between my thighs and he rubs me until he smirks when he feels my wet panties (damn him!).

He quietly removes my clothes and bra but leaves my pale yellow lace panties on. Like a child he dresses me with great care in his perfectly starched, white dress shirt and buttons the two middle buttons and kisses me on the forehead. “I want you to lie on your back and masturbate for me baby. As you do I’m going to tell you what I want you to do and what toys to play with, understood?”

I don’t know if it’s his control over me, his hands, his voice, the delicious way he smells or my nervousness but I’m so aroused all I want is him! How is he always so calm and collected? And that’s it, right there - - his quiet composure and control over me turns me on so much. I am his and I will happily obey him always.

He sits back on the couch and places his laptop on his legs and begins to work as I lie there waiting for my first command. “Keep your eyes me sweetie, I want to see your eyes when I look up. Start with your breasts, make your nipples hard for me…well, harder.” He smirks and starts his work….