JENNA
The idea of them listening made me wetter. The thrill of possibly getting caught was such a turn-on. My nipples were hard, aching points, and my body prickled with excitement.
He spanked me again, open-palmed and harder than before. He swept a finger along my pussy and heard him loudly licking his finger.
"I think you like the idea of getting caught," he said, as if he'd read my mind. "Do you?"
I swallowed my moan. "Y-yes, Master." I wanted his mouth on my nipples and his cock inside me. I wanted the pain and the pleasure. I wanted someone who understood my darkness, and could keep me in balance with my own nature.
He swatted me a third time.
I was panting now, and trying really hard not to squirm. My pussy ached for release.
"Do not pleasure yourself," he said sternly. "I'll see you after work."
