She does and you play by her rules.

The wait turns into a minute, then into five and it even stretches into ten minutes before a ring tone bursts out of the laptops speaker and a popup heralds an incoming video call from Mistress Kathy.

Your hand quivers slightly as you hover the accept button, taking a steadying breath you click accept. It takes a moment as the computer indicates that it's establishing connection and then she appears on your screen.

Sitting back in a relaxed position is Mistress Kathy, wearing a black with thin bands across her shoulders and her brunette hair in a loose bun on her head. She takes in your state of nakedness with that mysterious, mesmerizing smile and one eyebrow slightly raised as she inspects you critically.

Your eyes meet for a moment and you freeze up as her eyes seem to grab hold of you. The moment last for only a second before you look away, slightly intimidated.

"Hello there, you dirty, dirty boy. Hmm.. That *is* a nice body you've got there.." She greets you in husky voice, musing to herself making you feel a shiver down your spin. "..show it off to me boy, make it sexy.." Slipping under her spell you begin to twist and turn your body, parading it off in what you think is a sexy dance. You're interrupted by peals of gleeful laughter. "..oh, oh, you sure can't dance sexy." Her voice full of laughter as she wipes her eyes before her voice turns husky once more.

"We'll have you taught to dance properly boy, even if we have to break you to do it..." You gulp nervously, still locked in a ridiculous pose. "..don't you worry about that right now.." She smiles and winks at you, putting you at ease. "..instead, you should drop to your knees and stroke that big, hard, throbbing cock for me."

Doing as instructed, you drop to your knees and start stroking yourself, Mistress Kathy looking on all the while. She turns on a metronome and tells you time your strokes to the beat, yet you are not allowed to cum. Soon you're beating off at a rapid pace, struggling not cum by sheer excitement intensified by the situation and Kathy looming over you, that smile that drives you crazy still on her lips.

"Now, boy, you're going to give me your login details to Facebook, as part of your punishment.." Consumed by desire, you eagerly disclose your username and password, any thoughts of consequences long gone. "..hmm, two step verification? Verify me boy, hop hop, and don't stop stroking."

Using your left hand to access your phone in order to give Kathy a verification code you make a ridiculous sight to be sure. You read off the code to her jerkily, panting all the while, falling deeper under her spell.

"Ah, there we go.." You drop your phone to the floor and focus back on her, giving her your full attention. "..now boy, since you like that picture so much, how would you like to see the whole picture?" Eagerly bobbing your head, your tongue almost lolling out the side of your mouth, you agree.

Chuckling to herself, she taps on on her cellphone for a minute and then your phone chimes in response. "Take a look boy.." Using your free hand once more you unlock the phone and look at the picture..

You almost erupt just by looking at it, on the picture you see Mistress Kathy as she was in the pic you saw on Facebook. What you didn't notice however was how the picture was cropped. Slightly to the left Kathy is Mistress Anna, wearing a loose, black top and a pair of cut-off jeans shorts showing off her tanned legs, ending in a pair of cream colored leather boots. On her hands are black gloves, stretching up to her elbows. Her face is a mirror image of Kathy, wearing that same smile, her hair however is pulled back in a bun, framing her face with slim bangs.

What really catches your attention however, is the fact that she is straddling a mans back mounting the man like a pony, thick rope held in her hands like reins and a bit made out of the same rope in the mouth. Making him little more than a human pony in the hands of Mistress Anna as Mistress Kathy stands slightly to the side smiling at the camera.

The imagery almost causes you to lose it, you start to grunt uncontrollably as your orgasm begins to crawl up on you. Studying your face with an intense look is Mistress Kathy..

"Cum for me boy, cum for that picture you like so much.." You pump your cock, letting yourself go and then just as you begin to spurt.. "..and release your cock, this instant!" Shocked by her sudden change of tone and her command you let go of your cock just as it begins to pump out long strings of thick cum, yet you feel little, practically nothing apart from your libido receding. You feel empty and disappointed, robbed of your ecstasy, of your orgasm.

Mistress Kathys sadistic laugh focuses your attention once more upon her. "Consider that your punishment, you dirty, gluttonous boy.." Ashamed, you bend your neck. "..staring at my pictures like that, without asking for permission.." Apologies spill from your lips like water from a waterfall. She eventually chuckles, taking mercy upon your miserable form. "..there is one way you could make it up to me."

Anything you say, anything at all. "You could clean up your mess.." Relieved you bob your head, however you were relieved too soon. "..with your tongue.." Freezing at her last words, you hesitate, balking at the notion.

Noticing your hesitation she speaks once more. "Of course if you don't want to play with me anymore, you don't have to, we can have a strict business relationship.." In a panic you are on all fours before you even realize it, not wanting to lose her attention nor her mesmerizing smile, lapping up your cum with long laps of your tongue, ignoring the humiliation and salty taste. "..now that's a good boy, I feel myself forgiving you already.." You feel relief as you confine to clean up your mess. "..I'll want to play with you on a private level more boy, don't you worry."

She coos at you as you clean your mess up and encourages you with soft words. Sitting back as you've finished you bask in her smile. "Good boy! Now, I'm going to hang up, you're going to go to bed and reflect on your behavior." You nod your head in understanding.

Just before she shuts off the connection she gives you a last wink. "And don't check your Facebook until tomorrow morning!" With that, the connection is terminated..