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I assume you have realised that you are looking at 12 days at least before you cum...?
I was throbbing again and caught myself almost audibly sighing.
"yes master"
"Now, I want you to strip for me and assume the position I am about to show you"
This is the "ready position". I want you to set a timer for 10 minutes and then assume this position. Try to focus on how your body feels. Right now, every inch of that body belongs to me.
Interestingly the idea of ownership didn't rankle, it just made me burn more. A picture came through on the chat. I t was a woman naked, sat back on her heels with her knees spread. Her back was straight, her breast pushed forward and her gaze was straight and proud. Her hands clasped behind her head and her elbows were out to the side, accentuating the curve of her back. Her hands held her hair back, exposing her neck and around her throat was a thin leather collar. I wanted one. I wanted one given to me by Killean.
I felt grubby, distinctly unsexy, but I pushed those thought aside in my urgency to follow his order. I quickly striped my clothes off and threw them in the corner. I got to my knees, the cold laminate floor making me wince. The pressure on my knees was alleviated slightly as I settled back and felt my arse cheeks part as they rested on my heels. At that moment I first became aware of the breeze in the room fluttering between my legs. It felt like I was soaking. I could imagine my excitement pooling beneath me.
I managed to shake off my distraction and set the timer on my phone before pushing my breast forward and clasping my hands behind my head. Then I stilled my mind. As if! My mind was still for about half a second before it started squirming. I wriggled trying to elongate my neck and back. I was aware of the discomfort in my knees slowly building. I felt stupid. Was doing it right, was this what Killean wanted? These thoughts swirled for quite a while.
At some point other things entered my mind, worming their way through the doubts. First the cool sent a shiver through me, sparking a line of nerve endings alive across my skin. This brought my attention to my nipples, hard and swollen in the cold. If I concentrated on them, I could feel them tingling, sending fresh tingles and shudders rippling through me. I've never felt such an urge to touch my skin. My fingers tightened behind my head, and I arched my back feeling warmth wash over me. At this point I lost track of whether I was tensing my body as a response or whether through imagination and selective tensing I was working myself up but this sense of tingling quickly built to a steady background buzz throughout the whole of me.
I had the urge to clench down there. My clit felt distinctly hot when I concentrated on it and I imagined I could feel the wetness seeping between my lips. I desperately wanted to feel something inside me. Stretching me out. The emptiness inside me in some ways drove me crazier. I had to clench harder, willing something to be there, and these clenches stoked the little embers into bursting all over my body.
Throughout this all I tried to remain upright. The clearly defined task helped, and I found I had a genuine desire to be obedient, to please Killean, even though he couldn't see me. Beneath all the sensation and thought I also felt distinctly vulnerable. I felt foolish, a little humiliated but somehow this added to the experience rather than took away from it. I was disappointed when the timer ended. My hands twitched at the thought of touching myself, but I held off, not sure what I had permission to do. Killean text a few minutes later.
How was that?
