Touch Yourself

"What master wills", I say loudly, even though I'm growing uncertain, as I quickly become sexually aroused by it. How is that possible, I ask myself, 'How did he switch so dramatically from dosil to domineering?'

"That's right, slut. Right now, I want to see you play with yourself. Start with your clit, and so I can watch, your breasts also. Surprised, I nonetheless start touching myself in the manner he described. I press my Left hand went on my breast and start rubbing them frantically, as my right started fingering my clit. He watched quietly, as I moaned once, twice. He soon went over to my bag, still over my arm, and soon found what he is looking for. He pulls out a vibrator! He turns it on, and hands it to me, saying, 'Use that, you slut". I fulfill his command, turning it on to its highest setting before using it inside my twat. It started affecting me right away, leading to several orgasms as he watched. I start moaning loader as he watches intently, smirking as I please myself before him.

"Do you want to continue, my slut? Do you want to come? As soon as he says that, I moan even louder, as I shout out, "Yes, master! Let me come, master!" I'm now virtually at his mercy, and yet I have never felt so excited. He makes another circuit around me, as I orgasm on the floor. "Keep going then slut, until I tell you to stop. He says, watching. I come many times, and climax several as he forces me to continue. My chest heaving, my breath ragged, I still keep going, submissive before him. After what seems like forever, he holds his hand out and bays me to cease. I collapse, in exhaustion and pleasure, onto the floor in front of him.

When I look up, I see his cock has once more grown hard, and I wonder what he wants now. I'm helpless to him, and yet excited at what his next command may be. I wait patiently, the desire to serve filling my body with need.