Greedy slut
Did you ever think you would see me in your home office? Reclining in your office chair in front of your computer wearing a tight grey sheath dress, fitted jacket, heels and glasses. Your Goddess sitting in the place where you often read my letters then lay back and touch yourself. Hmmm, it simply reeks of depravity and youthful lust. And there, in the waste basket, the evidence of My seed that you so carelessly spill as though it is yours to squander - the crumpled tissues you use to save you from splattering cum over your legs and stomach.
Never forget, I control your orgasms. They are mine to bestow and mine to withhold and from this moment on you will have to earn every moment of pleasure I allow you. And so, today I shall give you a chance to make amends for the orgasms you have stolen from Me and the cum you have wasted.
Do you see what I holding my hand? Nothing scary, little sub. Just an innocent ball of rubber bands that I found when rifling through your desk drawers. Nothing in life cums for free and you are no exception, slutslave. This evening you will earn your pleasure with your pain. And tonight, it pleases me to hurt your balls. But don't fret, pet. If you please me well, I will allow you to take your pleasure freely without making you ruin your orgasm. I know that is a rare treat that you won't want to miss out on. Now strip and present on your knees for me.
Pull off 10 bands and offer them up to me. Such a good slave to present so eagerly. Ah, I see you are excited at the prospect of submitting your tender balls to my expert care.
Your chair is so comfortable that I believe I shall stay here, while you sit yourself on the top of your desk with your legs spread, heels on the edge. There now, what a wonderful view of your vulnerable balls. However, you have become so excited that your cock is now eclipsing My tender target. Let's take care of that, shall we?
You really do have a well-stocked stationary drawer and I particularly liked these two little black binder clips. I wonder where we could clip them. Where do you suggest, pet?
Your nipples? What a delightful idea. Let's just pop them on shall we? One, and... two. Settle down now, pet. Breathe deeply and you will find that the sharp bite becomes slightly more bearable.
There, you see? And don't they look nice, quivering with your every breath. But they are not just for decoration. They have a job to do. Choose two bands from my hand. Yes, you may well try to choose the biggest, but none are really as long as you may wish. I'll loop one through each clip and give them a little tug. Oh, yes, very secure. No chance of you tugging them off any time soon. And now choose one more. Aah, a thick red one. How appropriate as I will use it to make a pretty collar just under your throbbing cockhead. And finally, to leash your clamped nipples to your cock and, voila! Everything pulled up nice and high out of the way.
And now we can begin.
