The Phone Sex Bar

Kneel

I want you to kneel in front of me and lower your head.

Don’t look up no matter what you hear until I tell you it’s ok. If I catch you peaking I will have to stop the fun I have planned for us tonight. You wouldn’t want that to happen. I have such fun plans for us, my love.

Once you lower your head I begin to slowly undress.  Letting each piece drop right in front of your knees so you can see them hitting the floor with your lowered eyes. I am getting naked right in front of you.  I can hear your breath become labored.

Knowing that only a few inches away from you I am naked, with my beautiful body so teasingly calling to you. It’s a struggle for you not to look up, but you know that I meant every word. If you look up, disobey my wishes, I will just slip into my flannel PJ’s instead and read a book instead of playing with you tonight.

You learned that lesson the hard way last weekend.

Soon you hear me walk away on my bare feet and opening my lingerie drawer. You can’t wait to see what I’ll be wearing tonight, you love all those sexy naughty items that are in my drawer, and I know your imagination is running wild.

You can hear me rummage around and withdraw a few items, and you imagine me slowly putting them on. You imagine me pulling my sexy stockings up of my silky smooth legs as you hear the creak of my bed. Then you almost jerk your head up when you hear the soft buzzing of my favorite toy beginning to sound.

You groan desperately, and I can see the muscles in your neck straining as you fight your urge to look up. The sounds of the vibrator change as I slowly move it in and out of me, whimper and moan softly. I watch as you shift uncomfortably, knowing that you are so hard right not. You want to reach down and play with yourself, but I haven’t given you permission. Another lesson you have learned recently.

Never touch yourself without my permission.

To Be Continued…