"Do you want to fuck tonight?" He casually asks.
"yeah, but if you're tired Sir it's okay." i opine.
"No, I'm not tired. What are you prepared to do for me?" He arches an eyebrow.
"um, i don't know. What ever you want me to do Sir." i bat my eyelashes at Him.
"No. What are you going to do?" He sternly replies.
Crap, i think i just pissed Him off. So not what i wanted or intended.
He continues, "This dick is not for free."
He points to his crotch, "This is some good dick. I'm not saying this to boost my ego. But you do realize the level of commitment I've made to you. And providing for you doesn't come cheap." His gaze burning into mine.
He says anew, "So again, what are you going to do for it?"
Considering my options, i slowly peel my clothes off of me. Standing there nude i ask if i can have my cuffs back. (Still working on Lost My Cuffs -- will post soon) He obliges and helps me put them on. First my ankles, then my wrists.
i don't know what it is exactly about them which makes me feel special. All i know is when i'm wearing them i feel beautiful, sexy, submissive and normal.
Slowly i make my way over to the bed, first grabbing my alien green vibrator and Wahl massager. i lay back against the pillows and seductively spread my legs for Him. He drags the computer desk chair closer to the bed. He sits down, drink in one hand and e-cig in the other.
i hear Him take a deep draw off of the cigarette as my hand snakes down between my thighs. Gilding over my belly, stopping at the top of my mound. Our eyes meet and i wantonly spread my lips revealing my pink folds to His gaze. Another long drag on His cigarette.
"Very nice," He purrs.