A new Task from my Master arrives in my email. My excitement builds with His words. I can't wait to do His bidding. I rush my daily routine, eager to get home.
In my room, my clothes fall to the floor with a soft phumff sound. I suck in a sharp breath as the cold air hits my skin. It's colder than I'd like, causing goosebumps rise almost immediately over the entirety of my naked form.
I set my phone to a timer: five minutes, no less, just as He instructed.
A deep breath and I lean forward, legs spread just a little, feet flat on the floor, my pussy opened to the frigid air. My hands fold beneath me, my eyes straight forward, unable to look around me.
Another deep breath and time begins.
Within seconds, the area between my legs grows warmer and warmer. I can feel the cold air trying to get to my lips, making them tingle. But my warmth is growing thicker, too thick for the cold to intrude fully. I close my eyes, smiling to myself at the sensation.
I open my eyes to check the time: 4 minutes 26 seconds to go.
A thought suddenly occurs to me. The window is directly behind me. I can't remember if I closed the shade or not. If it's open, my neighbors are getting quite a show.
But I can't looked around, my Master wouldn't like that. I have to stay looking forward, just as You told me to.
I close my eyes, imagining You behind me, inspecting me, praising me. I bite my lip with the thought of Your eyes following my every curve and crevasse. My cheeks curl to a small smile thinking of pleasure on Your face as You look at my very naked rear.
I open my eyes: 3 minutes 45 seconds left.
My pussy begins to pulse against the cold air, twitching with want. I think of Your hands, Your large, rough, knowing hands. Those hands I have dreamt of tracing each hill, each valley of my being. Oh, how I long so desperately for those hands.
My legs twitch together at the thought and I lose my footing for a moment, slipping down. I gasp as I struggle to catch myself and regain my position.
I look at the clock: 3 minutes 5.