Ophelia stands over you

You completely lose yourself to the music and your own lust as you quicken your pace, stroking your cock faster and faster. It feels too good to stop and you’re just about to reach your climax. You rub your chest, pinching your nipples for a little more pleasure.

You sink your head back into your pillow, the noises around you start to muffle as you dig back. You moan to yourself, unabashedly saying, “Ahhh~ I’m naked~” unknowingly. It has became your mantra, your sexual mantra.

Your hips begin to thrust and jerk rhythmically. You feel your ass tense up as your ascent to the peak meets its destination.

But then suddenly your music is gone! Instead, the sounds you hear are your own moaning and the sound of you jerking off. Frustrated, you open your eyes, only to see Ophelia standing over you with!

You panic and freeze, your hands locked into place as you look up at Ophelia’s blank expression. “How’d she get in here? Am I in trouble?” These questions and more franticly fly around your mind as you’re left trapped in your vulnerable position.

“Why Hello Heath McCoy, I’ve finally got your attention.” Ophelia says as she sits down on your bed, inches away from your naked body as you hold your dick. “I was beginning to feel worried. You didn’t answer a single time I knocked on your door. You really need to turn your TV down some, you’ll go deaf in 10 years listening to that filth.”

You stammer out a panic fueled apology whilst covering your erect cock with your hands, with the urge to cum right then and there at critical levels.

“No need for apologies, Heath McCoy. You’re only prohibited from masturbating in public, not in the comfort of your bedroom, though I don’t think I need to remind you of rule 2…” She says, her eyes staring blatantly at your covered dick. You begrudgingly move your hands away from your junk, letting your erect cock flop forward against your stomach.

You feel like a frog about to be dissected as Ophelia scans your nude, sprawled out body with eyes as sharp as daggers. She lingers her gaze onto your dick and balls, licking her lips as she smiles softly. You want to cover yourself so bad, but being under the watchful eye of your chancellor keeps you from moving an inch.

“Erm…” You clear your throat. “A-Am I suppose to be cleaning the windows now? I-Is that why you’re here?” You say through flustered cheeks.

“No.” Her gaze immediately moves away from your junk and onto your face. “It’s far too early. It may be a punishment, but given it’s your first offense I won’t be as cruel to have you to be working at the crack of dawn.” She explains.

“I’m here for a different reason, but first…”