You watch as your Mistress, the one you love, starts running her fingernails along her body... down her neck, across her clavicle, down between her breasts causing her body to ripple with goose bumps. She runs her hands over each breast, pinching each nipple between her thumb and forefinger. The rush of heat between her legs is starting to become unbearable, and she can feel her juices running down the inside of her thigh, down dripping onto your body. She scratches her fingernails across her body, down further and she circles her bellybutton, going ever so lower. She adjusts herself on your thighs, spreading her knees apart giving herself easier access to herself and her clit, which at this point is throbbing and so engorged it was clearly visible to him, as he had his eyes locked watching.
She took two fingers and slowly and methodically started rubbing her clit, her breath gradually starting to become shallow and fast... then stopped abruptly. You tense up, sensing and fearing you did something wrong, and you look into her eyes with a wanting, pleading look--wanting more at whatever cost. She just smiles and brings her fingers up to her mouth and sucks on them, getting them wet. Your Mistress then bends down and tells you to suck on them, and you obediently open your mouth. She dips her two fingers into your mouth and you greedily accept them, swirling your tongue around and between them, trying to get a faint taste of your Mistress off them. You're pleasantly surprised when your Mistress bends down and meets your tongue with hers.
She removes her fingers, and you share a lusty, passionate kiss with your Mistress. You try to devour her with your mouth, wanting her, needing her...but she quickly pulls back. You watch intently, soaking up each movement into the back of your mind, knowing you must learn or be punished. You do not want to be punished, you want to please your Mistress, and so you trace her movements with your eyes. Now with wet fingers, she goes back to rubbing her clit, making each movement showy and known to you, hoping you'll remember them later, for this night is far, far from being over. She leans back slightly, giving a better view to you, and places a hand on your knee for balance.
You think of how perfect this moment is, your beautiful Mistress on your lap, and your lust for her blossoms into a newfound love, respect, and devotion. You want to be her's forever, the only one to please her. You watch attentively as her breath becomes quicker, coming in fast and in short gasps. She reaches her hand over, and starts to slip her fingers under your gag. You again take her fingers into your mouth, tasting, and making sure to get them wet and slick for your Mistress as your tongue dances between them and you nibble on her fingertips. She withdrawals her fingers, pleased at your willingness, and then remembers she is still testing you. You're bound quite tightly, and your movements have obediently been minimal. As your Mistress sits back down on your lap, she stretches out one leg and bends it besides her. Your eyes widen at this movement, knowing exactly what she's planning, and you plead with her with your eyes not to do it.
Your Mistress knows you well--she knows all the methods that make you hot, that make you squirm, and she knows exactly when and how to use them. This excites her, for you know she adores being in that position of authority. She stretches her leg out further, watching your face intently. You close your eyes and swallow hard, knowing you are still being tested. You now realize this was the test that would be "the most difficult to obey" that she mentioned before. You frantically try to compose yourself.. to hold back.. to not move. You groan silently because you know your, HER, cock can't take much more of this... Still bound tightly, you are unable to move, but strain your eyes to see your Mistress', your Beauty's, your Love's feet...trying to pull them with your eyes into your view. Your flexible Mistress, with her leg still outstretched besides you, leans forward and whispers the china house rule--"Look, but DO NOT touch".. She leans back up, purposely brushing the side of your throbbing shaft with the inside of her wrist, licking her lips at the same time..
