Instruction.

"That's it." the firmness in his voice drove Beth to soaring heights. She was certain that she would cum any second, and hard. "This what you're going to do."
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"You're going to stop masturbating right now." His voice was so firm, so commanding, that despite her desires, she stopped immediately. It didn't stop her from letting out a pitiful whine, though.
"Nooooo.....whyyyyyy?!"
"Don't fucking whine at me, or I'll give you something to whine about..." God... just take me right now.... "You will clean yourself up, get dressed, and go home right now. And until you can come and see me... you cannot cum at all..."
"But...but... nnnnn!!!!!" she whined like a 12-year old girl not getting a present she was promised. "That's...not fair!!!"
"Life isn't fair, Beth."
"But...I can't see you tonight!" Tomorrow night: Mason's poker game! Brian's best man held a poker game every other Sunday. Brian would be gone from 5 to 9 at the earliest. "I...I can't come see you until tomorrow night at six!"
"Then you can't cum until tomorrow night at six." The authority of his words brooked no argument, and she whimpered. "When you arrive, I will ask whether you have obeyed my commands. And I will know if you lie. I would warn you not to test me on that. Punishment for disobedience will be harsh, but punishment for lying..." his pregnant pause drove her crazy with anticipation. "Now... say you understand."
"I....I understand..."
"Good. I look forward to seeing you and rewarding your good behavior..."
After he hung up, Beth cleaned herself up and got dressed. A text from Tim, out of character, outlined the general extent of how he might punish her, and how he might reward, for her to agree to. They also agreed on a safe word. Beth practically quivered with excitement. Will I be good...or bad?

Once she arrived home, she checked her phone to discover a text from Brian. It seemed that Frank had called him to go over something, so he would meet her at the wedding planner's office. Maybe that's for the best... no temptation. She headed into the bathroom to shower. When she was finished, Beth dressed in khaki shorts that hugged her round ass and a modest crop top. If I'm working hard for this flat stomach, I'm going to flaunt it. She drove to the wedding planner's office.