Masturbation

Day 8

Once Sae woke up that morning, the only thing that you know was that she was unbelievably horny. She breathed only in ragged breaths. Her nipples were as hard as rocks and her pussy was completely on fire.

‘Oh god when was the last time I masturbated?’ Not since she started taking care of Makoto. By herself. Sexual pleasure seemed like A silly, childish thing that she couldn't afford having little sister to look after and a career to think about. Now suddenly it's as if the pleasure was the only thing that she could think about. She started caressing her tits in bed ‘God, my puppies are so sensitive this morning.’ She reached down to play with her pussy. ‘And god. GOD! I can’t even remember the last time my pussy was this wet!’

Sae fucked herself, jamming 2 fingers into her pussy until she came with a scream. Basking in the afterglow she realized that she felt so good she really out to give it another whirl. Hell she had time! So Sae spent the next few minutes massaging her pussy and twisting her nipples until she exploded with a second orgasm giving a low unregistered moan.

Sae looked over to her clock. ‘If I don’t start getting ready soon I might risk being late. But hey, it’s not like I’m on a timeclock anymore. I’m a defense lawyer. I’m my own boss! My assistant won’t complain if I’m one to two minutes late coming in. In the meantime, I have ten years of cuming in . . . bed, to catch up on’

And with that Sae quietly chucked at her own pun as she started to build up toward round three. And just as she was basking in the afterglow of round four she got a text from her assistant. ‘WHERE ARE YOU?!?!’ Sae looked at the time on her phone. She lost track of time and now she’s 30 minutes late!

‘No! I don’t know what I came-’ she shook her head ‘what came over me. I’ve never been that horny in my life!’ She sat up, quickly texted back ‘personal emergency. On my way 30 minutes’, and started thinking about her options. ‘I have to eat, grab my folders. Shower, I really, really, REALLY need a long shower. I’ll still be at least an hour late but-‘she looked down at the giant wet spot on her bed where all her cum coalesced, and realized that after four orgasms she was still wet.

‘If I skip breakfast, I can squeeze in one more orgasm.’ Her pointer finger softly itched her pussy lips as her stretched out as she built up for a fifth time. 10 minutes later she pinched her clit, her pussy spasmed in her fifth release of the morning as she thought ‘worth it.’

Later in the day, she felt it again. Her pussy calling out to her, aching to be touched, to be used. She had been subconsciously rubbing herself outside her pants all morning, trying and failing to ignore the feeling. Her assistant was just outside her office. If she jilled off in the middle of her office she’ll run the risk of being heard. But she had already left to cum in the bathroom once today, she didn’t want to make a pattern someone might recognize. And despite all that that she was still so wet.

For the first time in her life she actually appreciated the appeal of bra and panties-hiding your arousal. You place a bra over your horny tits so no one can see your nipples pointing out. You wear panties to catch your juices so no one can tell how soaking wet you are just by looking at your crotch. Sae had a huge dark spot in between her thigs where she kept rubbing. If she left her office with her assistant still present, she might see her arousal. Even if she doesn’t see it. She’ll definitely smell it.‘ Feeling few other options, Sae reached under her pants her juices flowing just from the anticipation of stimulation, and she started to rub.

After her assistant went home for the day, Sae took that as her signal to rush home as well. As she drove her way home, she saw a sexshop out of the corner of her eye and instead of passing it like she usually did, she pulled in. She needed something, anything that could sate her desires. She quickly bought a vibrator and sped home.

Sae was stuck in between heaven and hell. On one hand the orgasmic joy the vibrator gave her was heaven. The way it shook her body and swirled her mind and the way her constant stream of cum never dulled it’s effectiveness. She can’t believe she never tried sextoys until now. This was what she was missing out on? Fuck Yes! Sae buckled in bed as another orgasm rocked her body.

On the other hand, the way she hadn’t gotten a single piece of work done since she got home was absolute hell. If she keeps going on like this, her law firm might go out of business overnight. She keeps meaning to start working. But every time she about to get up the vibrator touched her in a way that felt intoxicating familiar yet mind-blowingly unique, and she was sucked back down into the swirl of pleasure.

The guilt over ignoring her work gave her no headway though. No matter how many times she told herself she’d get up. No matter how many logical arguments her years of lawyering experience gave her. It was all no match for the two thought spinning around and around each other in her brain.

‘Love Orgasms. Need Orgasms’

‘Love Orgasms. Need Orgasms’

‘Love Orgasms. Need Orgasms’

She was broken out of her horny daze by the sound of knocking at her door.

“Sae. It’s me.” Said Akira’s voice. Sae’s eyes widened. Suddenly her head was clear. It was as if she woke up from a trance and fully realized how much of a literal mess she was in.

‘I can’t let him see me like this! I should just pretend not to be home and wait for him to go away. But wait, maybe he can help me. But what will he think when he sees- It doesn’t matter. He’ll help. I can trust him.’

Sae wasn’t normally the kind of woman who asked for help. But then again, Sae also wasn’t normally the kind of woman to masturbate the day away either. In that she moment, she was sure of only two things. She needed help, and she could trust Akira. She finally got up out of her bed and sauntered over to the door without even removing the vibrator from her pussy.

Sae opened the door and only said one word. “Help.”

After explaining the situation, Akira asked a question Sae wasn’t prepared for.

“so just how many times did you cum today?”

“I-I- I don’t remember!” She realized going back through the day. “I know it was five by the time I went to work, and eight by the time I went home.”

“Wait you jilled off at work three times?”

“Yes! I know I’m not supposed to, but my pussy wouldn’t stop distracting me all day long.”

“How many of those three times was it in the bathroom.”

“Well I uh-” She struggled with the answer. Not because she didn’t remember, but because deep dawn she knew he couldn’t help her if she lied to him.

“Sae! How! Many! Times!”

“One.” Sae said looking down, Akira let out an exasperated sigh.

“How did you even get any work done?”

“I didn’t! I thought I could just catch up at home, but by that point the vibrator had entered the picture.”

“Yeah must have been plenty hard to concentrate with that thing shoved up your vagina.”

“My what? Akira the vibrator was in my pussy. What’s a vagina?”

“Never mind”

“Well at any rate you’re right, all the boring paperwork just seemed so much less important than the pleasure. By the time you ca- arrived it could have been 12, 15, 20! I just don’t know!” Sae began sobbing into her hands. Then she felt Akira’s hand lift her head up by her chin, and she met her best friends. The eyes.

For the first time she finally understood what the soft words meant. What they were for. They were the eyes’ words. The Eyes were talking to her, She would listen, She would accept. And she would forget.

Sae was standing in front of Akira. Her memories of the past 5 minutes were a bit fuzzy, but somehow she knew she just had a very enlightening conversation with Akira.

“Sae, do you know what you are?” Akira asked.

‘Of course I know.’ “I’m a desperately horny slut.”

“And what does that mean?”

“It means I can’t be trusted with my own orgasms.” ‘That was true. If today was any indicator, I want sex more than I want money. What do you even call someone like me other than a slut?’

“So what do you need?”

“I need someone who can tell me when it’s okay to cum.” ‘That made sense. If it was up to me, I’d never get any work done ever again. I need supervision. I need . . . permission.’

Akira outstretched his hand palm up, “Hand over the Vibrator. You know you can’t be trusted with it.” Sae slowly reached down to her pussy and removed the sextoy from her quivering lips. She gently placed it in Akira’s outstretched hand with her are trembling so much she feared she might drop it.

“So what are you going to do tomorrow?”

“I’m going to go into work an hour early and catch up on every piece of missed work like a good girl.” ‘Yes. I absolutely need to make up for lost time tomorrow.’

“And what do good girls get?”

“Good girls get rewarded with orgasms.” ‘I love those. I need those.’

“Who gives god girls orgasms?”

“The men they trust to know better than them. Their Sirs.”

‘I need a Sir’ Sae thought. ‘But who? Only good girls deserve orgasms, but who decides what makes a good girl? I need someone I trust implicitly. Wait. Of course!’ “Akira? Will you please . . . be my Sir?

Akira thought about it for a moment before deciding, “Well, I guess we don’t really have much choice. But first, I need you to make it a promise to me.”

“I promise from now on, I won’t touch myself unless you’re with me.”

“And?”

“And I promise I won’t cum unless you tell me I can.”

“Good slut.” ‘Good slut. Because I’m not a girl yet. I’m still just a slut. Good girls get orgasms. Good sluts get nothing.’

“Since you so overdid it today, I won’t be by to give you an orgasm for three days.”

Sae’s eyes softened in disappointment. She wanted to protest, because of course she did. But she resigned. ‘After all, Sir Akira knows better than a slut like me. That was the whole point.’

“Yes Sir.”

“I’ve brought you enough tea to last until then. You’ll need it. You’re going to bed horny the next few nights.”

Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir.”

After that Akira went home. Sae set her alarm for an hour earlier, drank her tea and went to bed. She had a long day of work tomorrow.