Money Troubles Pt 02

He was late, it was his way of letting her anxiety build, her thoughts wander. Most of all thought it let her excitement build, she closed her eyes and just herself feel that arousal, feel her dampness, feel the hot flush against her skin, the tightness of her breasts and nipples.

His voice, having accepted her into the video chat, surprised her, and she opened her eyes to see him looking at her, "So how was your week?" he asked, although she had kept him updated for all of it.

"It was manageable Sir," she replied softly, "thank you for looking out for me and being so generous last week. I really appreciated being allowed to go out to dinner." her mind flashed to the edging she under went to have those approved and she felt her heart skip a few beats as a tingle pulsed from her pussy.

He smiled, "It was no problem at all, you deserved a night out," it was said as though it was nothing, as though she hadn't been able to think of anything more than an orgasm for three days for that extra money.

He bought up the shared account on to a shared screen, she liked seeing the total build, seeing her savings increase was great, but she was a bit fearful at the toll it was taking on her life. It was a passing fear as the excitement of what was about to happen flooded her mind and body.

"That's a nice little total," he mused, "Imagine all the luxuries you could buy with it," he grinned the sexy cruel way that made her tingle, that made this worth it. "Let's pay some bills together first," he switched to a tone she internally referred to as his managerial tone. It was authoritative, but bland, she hated it, but it was necessary.

The next few minutes were a dull blur as they discussed the different payments that were made to keep her utilities on, repayments she had outstanding and the like. It was a struggle to keep the feeling of arousal during this part, to ride it through.

Finally it was done and she clicked the final authorization to move on.

"This week was expensive for the necessities," his tone changed, that dominant, I'm in charge, voice came back. It was like a switch in her brain, wired directly to her pussy as both lit up.

"Yes Sir, it's just everything coming due at the same time," she smiled sweetly.

"Yes, but it did make your account take a dent, I know you have some things on this week, so next week will be a very tight budget." The words should worry her, and in the back of her mind they did, but in the moment the flush of heat on her skin felt amazing. "For this week though I'm going to allow you a budget of $280."

"Thank you Sir," she was shocked that the base right was so high, she mentally did the calculations in her mind, a birthday gift and the most basic netflix would take the total she had to around $220. That was very generous from him.

He smiled as he set the transaction up on the screen and approved it from his end. "You may complete the transaction."

She completed her end of the process and almost sighed in relief, this week was going to be easy on her, she could eat, maybe stock up on a few of the less expensive luxury items and not have to worry too much.

"I think," his tone turned sickly sweet, "as a thank you for being so generous you should do something nice for me, something I enjoy. After all it's such a boring chore having to manage your finances."

The over the top sweetness in his voice, and the fact she knew he loved controlling her in this way made her wary. It wasn't boring for him, she would check in daily, letting him know how the budget affected her that day, he enjoyed it a lot, and they both knew it. This was a game, and it made her wary and excited.

"I'm sorry it bores you sir, you know I appreciate it, without you'd I'd just spend more than I earned. I would love to do something to show my appreciation." It was true, she did like to make him happy, even though his happiness didn't always mean it was something that she'd overly enjoy.

"That's great to hear," his smiled beamed, and the pleasure in his look made her face flush with pride, even though she hadn't done anything yet. "I told an online group I'm part of that I know a girl who loves to show her pussy off and be told nasty things. It seems they called my bluff and all want to take part. So Friday night I need you to live stream for me."

The bottom dropped out of her stomach.

"They won't see your face, you'll just have to sit on the sofa, legs nice and wide, with your laptop camera pointed at your pussy. It's only for an hour. You'll be muted, so they can't hear you, and you'll call me and read out the things they want to do to your pussy. It's really no big deal."

The cool casual tone both scared and eased her in a strange opposition. He has seen her naked, several times, but never so close, never so lewd and she didn't even know who else would see.

"Sir, I don't know if I can," she tripped over the words, barely able to speak them.

"Of course you can," it was almost the tone a coach would give the star player, "we agreed that as long as we kept your lifestyle going, that no one else would find out and it didn't hit any of your limits then you would do anything. This doesn't break either of those rules, or the list of limits you gave. In fact being shown off was something you wanted if I remember."

"I guess I meant in a bikini or lingerie, not naked and not so focused," she could feel her throat starting to choke up. The thought swirled in her head and the harshness of reading it for the first time started to fade. It was for him, and that made her proud and aroused, no one would be able to tell it was her, she trusted him on that and as the thought bounced in her mind it became more palatable.

"We could find another way to say thank you, but this is what I want. I think if you consider it, really think about it, you may find it fun."

It was like he could read her mind, seconds before a thought came to it sometimes. Having to read comments that strange men made about her, to her Sir, to have him want this and appreciate it from her made her buzz.

She nodded, "I'll do it for you Sir," she smiled at him.

"Great! I'll set it up for 6pm Friday for an hour. We'll talk before then, but I have to go. Have a good evening." He waved, didn't wait for her to say goodbye and logged off.

She slumped in her chair, the thought of Friday swirling in her head. Friday! She say up, dinner with her family was at 7:30, and she just agreed to.... He mind raced, 20 minutes from here to the dinner, end the video session at 7. Fuck!

She started to laugh, he had set her up, got her thinking about making him happy, wanting to make him happy, that she forgot about everything else. Now she would have to go out, in public, with her family no less, her body buzzing from arousal and frustration!