"Make yourself cum"

As it had been the whole time she had stood here, his voice was calm, almost causal, but with a tone that demanded her to obey. As he ordered her to make herself cum, not for one moment did she consider refusing, rather she felt desperate to do as he wished, both to please him and because she realised how aroused she was, how desperate she was now for something, and if he was not going to touch her, she knew she needed to do it herself.

She moved her feet apart, opening her thighs more, and instantly moved one hand between them. She gasped as the tip of her finger moved over her wet lips, a gasp of pleasure and surprise at just how wet she already was. The wetness was good though as it meant she could easily push a finger inside herself, making the gasp turn to a moan of relief. Her hand pushed between her thighs, allowing the middle finger to push upwards, going deeper inside herself without any resistance.

Her thighs closed slightly, as if to hold her hand there, not that there was any risk at that moment in time that her hand would try to move away. But in doing so, she pushed her pussy lips together, around the probing finger, the feeling more intense like that.

She pressed her hand upwards more, her palm now pressing against her throbbing clit, and as she did she felt herself grind down against her palm, the pressure of that and her finger feeling so good.

Her breathing become heavier, filling the room, but now that sound was joined by another, the sound of wetness, of her finger pushing in and out of her as she performed for him, without even knowing what he was doing. She realised even as her hips started to buck against her hand that he could be doing anything, he could be filming this, or he may not even be there. But the thoughts did not scare her, rather they aroused her more.

She pushed a second finger inside herself, her wetness easing its passage with ease, and she moaned louder as two fingers begun to fuck in and out of her warm tight hole.

"Oh fuck, fuck, oh god" she moaned out loudly, not caring about her use of such language, realising now all she wanted was to cum, to please him and to pleasure herself. Her fingers pressed deep, and she knew even as they slide up inside her that this was it, this was the moment.

Her body shook before stiffening as she howled out, feeling her pussy spasm and tighten around the two fingers deep inside her, feeling her juices run from her, over her hand, down her thighs. Her knees felt so weak as the intense pleasure flowed over her, and she could only hold her hand in place between her thighs as she shuddered and struggled to stay upright, letting her orgasm run its course, firing through her in a way she had never felt before.