This is a quick change to my usual stories. A quickie if you like. Please comment. Any constructive criticism is accepted. It turned me on writing it. Hope it does the same for you..
Millie's text message had been very specific.
'Make sure you have showered. When you answer the phone, only jeans and a t-shirt are allowed. Two items only. Nothing else. Make sure your butt-plug I sent you has been buried in your sweet ass for at least two hours. I want your prostate ripe and ready. We will talk about everything and anything like the two old friends we are. Identify a place where you can put your phone so that i can see your entire body. On a desk is ideal. Expect the unexpected, but be prepared to follow my instructions implicitly. There is no excuse for failing to comply, because once I start issuing instructions you'd better be listening closely. And the punishment for failing me will be brutal'.
The thought of the impending call made him hard just thinking about it.
There was a postscript at the end of the message. PS-ensure your cock, balls and body are hair free. You can keep some hair above the shaft, but it must not touch it. There will be severe penalties should you not follow these instructions.
Duncan quivered in anticipation. Every single time he thought of the call he became extremely aroused, to the point that his cock was constantly secreting pre-cum. He prepared himself in the shower, shaving himself carefully.
Unbeknownst to him, Millie was also planning the call. She would prepare her asshole first, and then during the day work up to her biggest remotely controlled vibrating butt plug. She also knew that she would have the slim fit remote controlled vibrator in her snatch. She would spend a couple of hours before the call edging herself.
Next, she needed to work out how to really fuck with his head so that he was desperate to cum. Easy. He wanted her so badly. His balls were always full, hoping to deposit their boiling seed in one of her three readily available holes. Her plan was to make him so horny he would actually beg her to let him cum. It sounded crazy, but she loved the idea of controlling him.
The phone rang. The conversation started. Anyone listening in would have thought they were overhearing two people who were simply great friends. The conversation ebbed and flowed between work, family, news and the weather. And then....
"Stand up Duncan," she said quite suddenly. He silently obliged.
"Put your phone in a place whereby i can see your entire body. Yes. That's good. Take your shirt off."
Duncan stood in just his jeans, his cock already lengthening in anticipation.
"Make sure that your cock is pointing down a leg. I don't want to see it yet."
Having readjusted himself, Millie gave him the following order.
"Start circling each nipple with the palm of your hands. Let me know when you are fully erect, within the constraints of your jeans."
