When we arrived back at my apartment, he asked for my keys. I reluctantly handed them to him. He unlocked the door as he looked over at me.
"Pet, would you like to tell me what I am going to find behind this door?"
I looked up at him, not wanting to confess.
He took a deep breath before he spoke. "You are nervous. Quite frankly, I am a little bit afraid of what I am going to find." he said to me in a blunt tone.
"Sir.." I started to say but he cut me off, "I gave you your chance", he said in a slightly annoyed tone.
He opened the door and walked through it. "Strip, go to your room and lay on your bed," he instructed as he walked by me into the apartment.
I took a deep breath as I closed and locked the door. Slipping out of my clothes I began to wonder if he was really going to make me masturbate for him. I made my way to my bedroom in a bit of a daze and stretched out on my bed. The longer I was alone in the room, the more apprehensive I became. Sure, I had masturbated on webcam for him before but somehow having him in the same room while I was doing so worried me.
I heard him moving around and rummaging around in my apartment. It had been a couple of weeks since I had spent time cleaning up my living space. I guess I knew better then to let my place become such a train wreck but with working two jobs it was hard to keep clean all the time. He appeared in the doorway, his expression unreadable.
"Slut, I want you to start masturbating for me now."
I looked up at him, a deep blush spread across my face and my nervousness and resistance of the situation grew rapidly.
"I can't." The words came from my mouth quickly, before I had a chance to sensor them.
His expression changed quickly to one of dissatisfaction. "What was that?" he practically demanded. "Did I ask you a question?"
"I barely did anything. This isn't fair, you took me off guard." I groaned in protest as I sat up in the bed.
His eyes narrowed as he looked over at me, "Do as you are told," came the simple words from his mouth. I froze as I laid back down flat on the bed, keeping my legs spread. For as long as I had known him, I still resented how easily he could take control, even when I was struggling against him for it. Needless to say, it was a losing battle. I could never deny how much it turned me on though.
"Hand back on your pussy." He instructed.
I hesitantly repositioned my hand on top my pussy, noting again that just his presence was making me wet.
I think he nearly relented seeing my eyes squeezed shut, tensed body and my rapidly reddening face from the embarrassment.
I felt him come to my side and stroke the hair away from my face.
"Pet, relax please. This is just a small punishment; you need to learn that this is my body. You have nothing to be ashamed of. If you want to be mine, you are going to have to give up these asinine reservations about your body. Again, no orgasms without my permission it is a basic rule. You know better. It has nothing to do with fair."
I nodded my head as I opened my eyes and looked up at him, regardless of my fears he was starting to allay some of tension I was feeling. I just wasn't sure how I was going to look to him masturbating right in front of him.
He pulled away from me, "I know you can do this. I also know you are embarrassed. That's why I am doing this. I want you to masturbate for me. Just like you do on those nights I give you permission to do it alone. Now." He moved over to the doorframe and leaned against it, his eyes glued on me.
I took a deep breath like he had always told me to do to help calm myself and squeezed my eyes shut as I started to gently rub my fingers up and down my slit.
"Eyes open, I want you to look at me during this."
I hesitated but I opened my eyes and looked up at him, taking another deep breath as I continued to rub myself.
"Don't forget to ask permission if you need to orgasm." He gently reminded me with a slight smile that somehow helped comforted me.
"Yes Sir." I said in a soft voice knowing at this point he was probably questioning my ability to submit to him, something I wanted so badly. I feared that if I kept balking at his every order he was going to walk right out the door. So I started to rub hard, playing with myself just how I knew to get myself the most riled up. I rolled my fingers over my spread labia, moaning softly as I did so. I inserted two fingers in myself in and started pumping them in and out. My breathing became more rapid and my face became flushed from the arousal instead of the embarrassment of the situation. I could have sworn I saw him breathe a sigh of relief when I really started to play with myself with such diligence.
After a few more minutes I looked him straight in the eye, "Sir, may I please come?" I asked in a rushed voice.
There was a pause before he responded. "No."
It took a few seconds to register and my fingers stopped their motions.
"Please Sir." I started to whine but I was quickly cut off again.
"I said no but I don't believe I told you to stop playing with yourself."
I hesitated, I could feel the defiance in my body, not liking or used to being denied like this. Even in our online play sessions he rarely denied any orgasms. I took a deep breath and again started to play with my pussy and labia, I slipped two fingers in and out of myself, breathing deeply as I kept myself on the edge. I wanted to do this for him. After another minute or so, what seemed like forever to me, he gave me permission to pull my hands away. As I did so, I looked over at him questioningly. He must have recognized the expression on my face as he quickly gave me his explanation.
"This is a punishment, not a chance for you to orgasm." He paused as he gently cupped my pussy in his hand. "This is mine now pet. That also means it is my orgasm. You don't take it without my permission and if I say no, I mean it and you'll just have to wait."
He watched me for my reaction. I knew they were his, at the bar I had just made a mistake. He scooped me up in his strong arms around me and gave me a quick hug.
"I know that was difficult for you pet but you did very well and are forgiven for your transgression at the bar. It is late and you need to get some rest. We will discuss the state of your apartment in the morning. Lie back down in bed. I will be there shortly." He said bluntly as he left the room.
He came back a few minutes later holding a book and a reading light in his hands. He slid into the bed next to me and pulled me close to him. "I have waited a long time to feel you close to me like this, pet." He said to me in a satisfied voice.
I smiled as I snuggled close to him. "Good-night Sir." I said softly as I closed my eyes, ready to go to sleep. Moments later I felt one of his hands on my breasts, gently massaging it. Every so often his finger would move up to my nipple and roll it between his fingers, making it hard.
I moaned in protest as my eyes opened sleepily. "Please Sir." I said in a sluggish voice.
"Go to sleep," was all he said to me as he continued to play with my nipples, which of course made it impossible for me to fall asleep since he was keeping me in a constant state of arousal. After a couple of sleepless hours he finally put his book away and turned off the light, he continued to toy with my nipples until he fell asleep. I drifted off shortly thereafter.
When he woke me up early the next morning, it was still dark outside. I never was up that early but I rolled out of bed and got into the shower like I was instructed to do. After I got out of the shower he was sitting on my bed. He rose and walked over to me, pulling something out from behind his back. I felt tears come to my eyes as he held the incriminating evidence in front of me. Honestly, I was surprised to see that he had found it. I knew his rules and figured he was upset. I cursed myself for leaving the toy for him to find.
When we had first began chatting he had made it clear to me that I was to tell him exactly which sex toys I owned. He didn't want me to acquire any others without his consent. This toy in particular I had purchased before receiving his permission. To be quite honest, I didn't think he would prohibit my purchase of it, yet he did. I neglected telling him because I was afraid he would question where I got it from and thus his authority. Not that he didn't have every right to do so. At the time I had never really ever disobeyed him. So I just threw the toy in the back of my closet, wanting to forget about it.
"I am waiting," came his stern voice from in front of me. I hadn't noticed until then that he was tapping his foot impatiently, his arms folded in an intimidating manner across his chest. He looked down at me, obviously not pleased.
I remained still, my head lowered in a submissive manner, knowing that I screwed up and I probably shouldn't argue with him. Hell, I shouldn't have committed the offense in the first place. I thought carefully, trying to choose my words. I hadn't even been in his presence for 24 hours; I didn't want to disappoint him anymore.
"You have nothing to say for yourself?" he questioned, "This is a violation of my rules." He said bluntly. He was absolutely right; I knew it and wasn't going to deny it. I cursed myself for not getting rid of the toy before he found out about it or not just fessing up to him in the first place.
I didn't say anything to him, not really sure how to respond at this point.
"You know that I want to know about all your sex toys. And if I remember correctly, I denied your purchase of this particular one?" he asked as he waved the purple butterfly in my face.
I nodded my head. "Yes Sir." I said as respectfully as I could muster.
"Then why on earth do you have it?" he demanded in an irritated voice. "And why, my little rebel; is it charged?"
Horror immediately washed over me. I remembered when he had been away on a business trip. I hadn't talked to him for a few days; I was a little bit bored. So I charged it up and played with the settings while I held it in my hands.
