It was some time before I heard from my naughty Andy again. But then one morning my telephone rang.
"Yes?" I answered, "Goddess Brenda speaking! How may I help you?"
"It's Andy, Miss!" came his sniveling voice. "Do you remember me, Miss? We haven't spoken for a while, Miss! The last time you saw me you gave me a very nice strapping and milking at the wash basin, Miss!"
"Oh yes!" I replied, "I do remember you! My naughty masturbator! And how is your cock? And your big fat bottom?"
"Good thanks, Miss! I've been wanking a lot to your website, Miss! But I miss your fingers and strap, Miss!"
"Yes I'm sure you do!" I concurred, "and we never finished your lessons, did we?"
"No Miss, we didn't! I've saved up another fee for you, Miss, and I've just had a shave in the shower for you, and I was wondering if I could see you today, please Miss?"
"I'll need to check my schedule!" I told him, "And when did you last relieve yourself?"
"Last night, Miss! But I'm having a nice wank now as we speak, Miss, and I'd be happy to have a big cum for you now if you'd like me to, Miss! You could even watch me do it on your phone screen, Miss!"
"You will do no such thing!" I told him. "I shall enjoy watching you masturbate when you next visit me! For now you may wank whilst I examine my diary, but that is all! And you will not ejaculate!"
"Yes, Miss! Thank you Miss!"
I listened to his grunts and groans and the pumping of his fist whilst I examined my freshly painted fingernails. I wondered whether their bright red color exactly matched that of my lipstick. I examined my beautifully made up face in a hand mirror and thought about it for a minute or so. Then I continued with him.
"Yes!" I told him, "I'm free in half an hour! If you put your cock away and pull your panties up over it then you'll just have time to get here, won't you? Quite unrelieved, please!"
"Yes, Miss!" he grunted, "if that's what you want, Miss!"
"It is! And I shall see you shortly!"
He began to reply and I hung up on him.
I went into my dungeon room, switched on the heater, and prepared some equipment. Then I dressed for him in a very classy Chanelle Domina leather body suit with Thomas of Italy thigh high boots. I coiffed my hair nicely and applied an extra dash of powder, eye shadow and lipstick. Then I smoked one of my special cigarettes and was just beginning to enjoy its unusual effects when my doorbell rang.
I opened my door to my Andy. He stood on the doorstep playing with himself through a pocket of his trousers as he looked me up and down.