Yes

You don't know why, maybe it was the tone of his voice, maybe it is due to swearing to a life of servitude, maybe it was because deep down you just wanted him too but your body steps back forward whilst your mind tries to work out why. His hand waving to the left and right, quickly finding your hairy legs, sliding up your thigh and feeling his hand disappear into the dense coil of hair covering your pubis.

His fingers dart over your slit, rubbing back and forth through the folds of skin before you feel a digit slip inside of you and a feeling of release washes over you. His finger twists, coils and slides back and forth, coaxing a light sinful moan out of you. You know this is wrong, you know you shouldn't be letting him do this to you but you can't find the willpower to stop it from happening.

A second finger finds its way inside you and his thumb finds a sensitive mound near your pubic bone causing you to shake a little and moan, your feet feel unsteady and your breathing irregular as his experienced fingers touch you in ways not even you have touched yourself before. You hate yourself for enjoying this so much when he says.

"Bring that tight little cunny up to the wall, I want to fuck it and I can tell it wants a damn good fucking too."