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By *atena OP Woman
over a year ago
Hyde |
I could hardly speak, something about him made me feel and act like a little girl. I listened to all he said as he calmly explained what would happen and all I could do was smile or nod my head. My heart was racing, palms sweaty, stomach churning and most embarrassingly of all my pussy was soaked.
He asked for the letter he had instructed I wrote. It detailed what I was offering him. He stood and read it, the silence slightly awkward. “Good.... good” he muttered. He looked at me intensely, “take your clothes off... all of them”. I stood facing away from him and started to take off my white blouse. “Face me”, he commanded. I turned and hesitantly continued trying to hide my body as I moved but he was watching and there was no hiding. I didn’t even try to get undressed in a sexy way, my hands trembled as I lifted my blouse off. I removed my white cotton panties and skirt and lastly my bra releasing my more than ample breasts. I wanted to put my hands over myself, to cover me from his view. With every piece of clothing gone it felt I had lost a piece of armour or protection to hide behind. He stood slowly, walked around me, his hands skimmed up my thigh, down the curve of my spine, his finger circled my nipple. His hand caressed my stomach and I flinched, I hated that part of me, but he didn’t seem horrified by it. “What a sexy body I have to play with” he whispered in my ear.
“On your knees, lean against the sofa, ass in the air and wank for me. Show me what a good girl you are.” His command broke the silence and I was happy to move to get out from his examination of me. I knelt, my left arm rested on the sofa and my right found my clit. It was swollen with arousal as I started to slowly make circles on it. I turned my head to look at him, expecting to see him watching but he wasn’t. He was looking out of the window. I took the opportunity to look at him, noticing his strong and muscular frame, the muscles in his calves, how his beard perfectly framed his smile. He will turn around any minute I’m sure of it, I thought. But he didn’t. Here I was playing with myself at his command and he didn’t even have the decency to acknowledge it or me. My mind whirred. I tried a louder moan to attract his attention, still still he didn’t look at me. How little must I mean to him for him to ignore me, how worthless I felt as he didn’t give me the attention I craved. With those thoughts I realised my arousal had grown. I was there doing such an intimate act on display for him- this was for him.
Lost in my thoughts I hadn’t realised he was now stood behind me. My orgasm so close. He pushed his fingers easily inside me urging me to cum. Nearly at the brink he withdrew. I carried on rubbing my clit, so close. He stood behind me keeping contact with my body and I finally exploded with my orgasm. My body trembled.
How could feeling so worthless and ignored made me feel so aroused?
*based off real life experiences* |
