being
obeyed. We have very little time so stop wasting it.”
“All right,” she nodded, slipping off the bed.
“Tell me the sizes as you remove your clothes.”
Slowly, she told him as she removed each article of
clothes. Climbing up on the bed, she plumped the
pillows up behind her and settled down.
“Um, I’m on the bed,” she told him.
“Good girl,” he murmured approval. “Now, cover
your breasts with your hands and squeeze them.”
“I—”
“Just listen to my voice and do what I tell you
without questioning. Understand?”
“Yes…” She frowned. “What do I call you?”
“Master.”
“Wait a second,” she shook her head. “Your note
said you weren’t into the slave-master thing.”
“A dominant is still called ‘ master’ . Serena, are you
going to obey me or argue with me about everything?”
She swallowed at the hint of frustration in his voice.
The voice disrupter didn’t hide the tinge of irritation.
“Sorry,” she whispered. “This is new to me and I’m
going to have lots of questions.”
“And I’ll answer them,” he promised. “But not now.”
“Yes…master,” she answered hesitantly.
“Now,” he started again. “Lay back and cover your
breasts with your hands.”
Serena obeyed. The low, rough voice instructed her
and blindly she obeyed. Her fingers kneaded her
breasts. Soft, firm breasts swelled in her hands. As if
hypnotized, she tugged on her nipples until they were
hard nubs. She pinched them until she gasped at the
brief pain. And was stunned to feel her hips tilt as her
insides clenched.
“How does your body feel?” he asked.
“I…my insides tightened,” she whispered. “Is that
normal?”
“Perfectly,” he assured her. “Now, close your eyes.
Listen and do what I tell you. Just feel, Serena. Feel.”
She reached for a clamp and put it on, gasping at
the pain. Soothing words had her breathing through it
and fastening the other.
His voice deepened as he told her to find her hard
little nub.
Her head lolled on the pillows as she teased her clit.
He told her to rub herself and feel how wet she was
getting. She flicked her fingertips over her clit several
times before rubbing with her palm. A low sigh escaped
her lips. Relaxing slightly, she felt the moisture. She
slid two fingers into her pussy and the muscles clenched
around them. Rolling onto her side to face the phone,
she whimpered.
“Master!”
At his next words, she pried her eyes open. Lube the
vibrator , she told herself. Where the hell was the lube
and… there! It had slipped toward the foot of the bed.
She hurriedly put the drops on the vibrator. Picking up
the remote, she put the tip just outside the pussy.
Sliding it in, she pushed the button once and
moaned. Her thighs fell open to rest against the
comforter.
“Tell me how it feels.”
“Like it’s vibrating every nerve I just touched, but
it’s more…everything. Nerves I didn’t know I had,” she
managed, trying to breath. “I…OH!”
Her upper body knifed up as the vibrations hit her
clit. With a moan, she fell back against the pillows.
“What?”
“The little branch hit my…my…”
“Your clit?”
“Yes,” she gasped.
“Say it. Tell me how you felt.”
“It hit my clit and…and…it was like electricity
zapped me,” she panted. “Like I touched a live wire…”
“Do it again,” came his order.
“I can’t…can’t handle it.”
“Put it back on that spot.”
“I can’t!”
“Do it.”
Serena moaned, both unable to resist and half-
dreading the zap she knew was coming. Taking a deep
breath, she turned the vibrator and whimpered as the
soft rubber pressed up the hood and teased her clit.
“Master…”
“Hold it there.”
Serena closed her eyes and tried to fight the
sensations that flooded her body. Heat built up in her
pussy then spread throughout her body. As her muscles
trembled, her breathing came faster.
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