She'll give you an orgasm, but first you're going to strip for her.

Emily slowly recovers from her orgasm. Eventually, she's able to pick herself off of you, but not before giving you big hug and a quick kiss. "That was so hot!" Emily reports. "Now I am glad you picked the magic wand. None of my other toys can make me cum that hard." She gives you a sly grin before continuing. "Do you want to see how wet I got?" She doesn't wait for you to respond. She shuffles around carefully for a moment before dangling her panties in front of you. While they were a glimmering white earlier, now they are a dull gray with a line of Emily's moisture hanging off them. Emily giggles, then commands you, "Open your mouth." You do as she says and she places her panties on your tongue, giving you a taste of her. "Do you like it?" She asks.

"Yeth mithtreth." You try to respond.

"Good, cause your gonna taste a lot more than that before it's your turn. But first, let's get you out of these wet clothes. How about this, I'll release you so you can undress yourself, but you're going to put on a show for me. Sound good?" You eagerly nod, wanting nothing more than to free your arms. Well, besides getting to cum, that is. "Good! Now, try not to stare too much." Emily slowly slides off of you, grinding herself on your leg as she does so. As she stands up, you get a good look at her bare ass. She keeps her legs together so all you can see is her ass, at least what's visible below the frills of that adorable skirt. She steps over to your desk where she tossed the hand cuff keys, picks up one of them, then reverses her actions, walking backwards towards you, with her legs still pressed together, keeps you from spying what's between her legs. She knows exactly what she's doing; she wants nothing more than to constantly tease you and only reveals herself when she sees fit.

After she climbs back on to your bed, she slowly crawls toward you, giving you the full view of breasts dangling downward, albeit still covered by the sheer fabric of her lingerie. She leans over you, crushing your face between her breasts as she fiddles with the lock on one of the handcuffs. As soon as the lock springs open and your hand falls free, you bring it to grasp at Emily's breast.

Emily immediately slaps you across the face, the **** causing you to bite down on her panties, nearly chewing them apart. "Uh-uh. I didn't say you could touch." You drop your arm down to your side, resisting every urge you have to feel the soft skin of her leg, just inches away. When she springs the second pair of handcuffs, you set it down just the same. Emily rolls over off of you letting you stand up off of the bed and stretch your sore arms. With the whole bed free, she repositions herself, lying on her stomach with her arms crossed in front of her and her stocking-clad legs sticking up in the air behind her, slowly kicking back and forth. "Oh, you can put my panties away now, if you want."

Emily's panties have mostly lost her flavor and are soaked with your own saliva now. You retrieve them from your mouth and place them down on the spare desk. You turn to face Emily, who is casually watching you, waiting for you to start. You're nervous to expose yourself to her, but you are determined to follow your mistress's orders. Your hesitation is not lost on Emily, but she's fully intent on only observing what you can do without any directions, for now at least.

You start by dropping the straps of your tank top over your shoulders. Once you finagle your arms out the straps, the whole thing drops to the floor, exposing your navel. You gingerly step over the tank top, turn around, and bend over to pick it up. You're flexible enough to reach it with your knees still locked, forcing your butt in the air facing toward Emily. Bending back up, you slowly sway your hips back and forth while you undo the button and fly on your pants. You do your best to slide them off, but you struggle so much you doubt anyone could consider it sexy. Now, with just your bra and panties covering you, you turn back to Emily. She's cupping her face in her hands with a look of lust in her eyes, patiently waiting for you to bare everything for her. You gulp and slide one arm up under your bra. With the other, you pull the sports bra up, exposing everything sans your nipples which you are covering with your arm. You realize you can't get the bra completely off without moving your arm, so you drop it. Emily takes in the full view of your small breasts. You're not sure if it's the cool air or your arousal causing it, but your nipples perk up and harden.

You toss your bra to the side. The only thing left now is for you to remove your panties. You're out of ideas so all you can do is reach down and slowly peel them off of you. They're still soaked with your wetness and you can hear them peeling away from your skin. You step out of your panties, now fully nude save for your socks and collar, the leash awkwardly dangling in between your breasts and almost touching the floor. You look to Emily for her approval, but all she does is silently point at the ground in front of you. You instinctively understand and kneel down in front of her, matching her eye level.

"Mmm, not too bad." She critiques. "But don't expect to get a job stripping just yet." With one hand holding her head up, she reaches forward with the other to stroke your hair. Her hand drags down, brushing past your cheek and feeling your collar until she grabs hold of your leash. She pulls you forward, bringing you in close for another kiss, but leaves you hanging. With her mouth just an inch away from yours, she whispers to you. "Wondering what I have in store for you next?"