His instructions had been perfectly clear; get the key to the room, go to there, get undressed and put on what you find on the bed. Then you sit and wait.
She was anxious to please, as always and so carried out the instructions he had left in an envelope that she had found on her desk. The anticipation excited her, she felt her pussy start to get wet.
Once in the room the only item on the bed was a black silk scarf. Immediately she knew what was expected of her. She quickly stripped and tied the scarf over her eyes. As required she sat down on the bed and waited.
How long had passed? Five minutes? Ten minutes? Quarter of an hour? She had lost track of time. She was becoming more and more excited, more and more impatient. Unable to contain herself she started to rub her clit. Her pussy was dripping with excitement and she slipped two fingers inside. She rapidly brought herself to a shuddering orgasm.
Just as she finished climaxing she heard the door of the room open and the sound of steps approaching the bed.
“Have you been touching yourself?”
“I have.”
“Did I ask you to?”
“No you didn’t.”
“You disobeyed, I will have to punish you.”
“Yes, I deserve it.”
“Put your wrists together.”
She did as she was asked and felt a second silk scarf being tied firmly around her wrists. She felt the excitement building inside her again.
“Put yourself on all fours on the bed.”
She quickly executed the order, she knew what was coming next, her pussy started dripping with anticipation. She felt his hand caressing her bare arse, one cheek and then the other. Suddenly the caressing stopped and she received a sharp tap. She cried with pleasure.
“You like that you, don’t you?”
“I do, I deserve to be punished.”
“Why do you deserve to be punished?”
“Because I’m a slut.”
“What are you?”
