I masturbate daily

Nicole knows Ana Marie is seeing right through her. She wishes she was right. She wishes she could turn her burden of arousal into a paid OnlyFans gig, but she was worried about anonymity. She told herself that if she turned her hobby into a job, she wouldn't enjoy it. Of course, the lie was that it was a hobby and not the main focus of her life. "Daily. I don't think I've gone a day since starting to work from home."

Ana Marie leans in and whispers. She's still holding a finger up to hush Alfie. "Don't feel bad," she says in a conspiratorial whisper, "you aren't alone. Alfie, well, he's a bit of a goon, too. If it weren't for me setting rules around when and how he does it, he probably would have gooned right out of his grad degree. Isn't that right, sweetie?"

"Yes, honey," Alfie murmurs. His shame and Nicole's are reflections.

"Now," Ana Marie says, "I'm glad we don't need to worry about paying you. Why don't we head back to our place and discuss how you'll be helping Alfie and my channel while I'm traveling and meeting clients."

"Wh-what?" Nicole stammers. Ana Marie was so confident. So matter-of-fact.

"Sweetie," Alfie says "if we're prepared to pay..."

Ana Marie stands up from the chair. She towers over Alfie. It's like she's grown a foot since dinner started. Towering. Commanding. Sexy. "No, you don't manage the finances, do you? You lost that privilege. Why?"

"Because of that findomme. But I didn't know..."

"Exactly. You went and got involved with a findomme. Honestly, Alfie, we agreed that you could play while I was playing on my flight gigs, but it wasn't to sit at home and let someone take advantage of your need to cuck. I thought the worst you'd do was find some undergrad and get into trouble with the administration. Not," she sighs and fans herself. Clearly this was a heated conversation in their household. "not pay nearly $2,000 to have someone tell you how to eat your jizz. Now get up. Both of you."

Alfie and Nicole follow Ana Marie. Two waiters are whispering and laughing as they pass. Ana Marie wasn't exactly quiet while admonishing Alfie. When they get to the car, Ana Marie climbs into the backseat with Nicole while Alfie drives. The domineering woman drapes an arm around Nicole and pulls her close. Her other arm reaches down and yanks up Nicole's dress.

"Ana Marie, what do you think you're doing?" Nicole asks. She isn't fighting the woman, but she feels like she should? Maybe?

"It's your task, goon. You love tasks. Now, you'll tell me all about what you're doing for these online friends, and I'm going to play with you through your, I'm guessing sopping wet, panties." As she finishes her statement her hand presses between Nicole's legs. "Oh, I was right. Now speak."

Nicole gasps. And she spills. As Ana Marie massages her pussy she explains all about the free-use challenge and goes in-depth about her Discord group. The more she talks, the more she's aroused. Ana Marie doesn't even need to ask too many probing questions. This backseat is the confessional and this woman her molesting priest. She is so close to an orgasm as they pull into the parking apartment building parking lot.

"Delightful," Ana Marie says and slides her hand away. Nicole whimpers. "Do you want to cum?"

Nicole nods. "Yes," she confesses. "I'm going to go to my apartment now."

Ana Marie laughs. "Oh no, you will do no such thing. I still haven't made my demand. You're coming upstairs with us, but first, panties off."

Nicole's mind is reeling. This woman she counted as the closest person to a friend at the apartment complex was dominating and fierce.

"Now," Ana Marie says as Nicole quivers in silence trying to process.