Exploiting Susan

Her pulse races everytime her phone buzzes and shows He is texting her.

They've built up a slow rapport of teasing and flirting, sexy thoughts that stimulate her through her day. God, He knew all the right things to say and how to bring her deepest feelings to the surface so immediately. He scared the crap out of her and she loved it even if she did worry about it.

Her phone buzzes again and the thrill it sends through her tummy is electric! She has told him of her ability to sometimes bring herself orgasms without touching herself, just some strategic wiggling on her office chair and now he has sent an order for her to do just exactly that every hour for the rest of the day.

Her loins respond immediately to the order and throbs with the great intensity of her need even while her mind thinks 'omg I can't possibly do it, my office isn't private but in the middle and central to all goings on' yet she knows she can't possibly refuse and more, she doesn't want to - she wants to give in to him, to this deep desire to serve His desire, whatever He desired from her.

The first hour is upon her and she squirms and moves on her chair thinking of Him, of His order and need to obey it and how it thrills her to be given this small wanton task of orgasming right there, in the middle of the office, in the middle of the day - it takes no time at all before her orgasm is upon her and she can't help but close her eyes and let it take her over, bending her head low behind her monitor as her face flushes with the feelings released. Slowly, she opens her eyes and adjusts them back to the present office around her, hot, flushed, smiling naughtily, happy to have done his bidding.

Her fingers deftly text back to Him her completion of the task and her enjoyment of it. Of course Him tantalizing and teasing her most of the morning had helped bring about a quick and easy release.

She is entirely distracted by time and watching the clock tick it away and her anticipation builds towards her next timed release, she had been moving and wiggling in her chair since her last orgasm, trying to keep herself constantly stimulated to help her to be able to orgasm in time to obey His orders. Finally, her release floods her again and she is thankful that the office is empty with the exception of her assistant who is dutifully concentrating on her own tasks.

Shakily, she texts Him that she has again completed the task and revels in His pleasure of her, beaming brightly that she was able to do it. She goes into the kitchen to get a fresh cup of coffee and realizes as she walks, just how wet she has become and flushes with the embarrassment of what she was doing.

Her work helps to sidetrack her a bit as another hour ticks off and draws her closer to needing to have another orgasm. She is sure she can't do another one and is having trouble even building up momentum, already tired from her previous two orgasms. Her fingers again text to tell Him she is having trouble and doesn't think she can do this next one.

She jumps in her chair, her phone startling her as it buzzes on the desk. "It is not for you to fail, just obey, imagine me taking it from you. Now!" She gushes as she reads His strong words and easily imagines Him taking the orgasm from her as she rocks in her chair harder, grinder, needing so badly to obey and please Him regardless of all else around her.

Her body convulses and shakes as the orgasm is ripped from her body, leaving her quite exhausted, lost and a bit dazed. She slowly lifts her head and looks around the office. Thankfully her boss is busy in his office and her assistant is still studiously typing away. She takes a shaky, deep breath and goes out to the ladies room to recover, a bit overwhelmed at what she was doing.

The ladies stall is filled with the perfume of her arousal and she swears all in the office must know what she's been doing. In the aftermath of coming down from such an orgasm, her worries again crowd her mind and pull into question the sanity of her actions. No one would ever understand that she HAD to do this, Needed desperately to obey Him and bring His smile and praise upon her. How wonderful it felt regardless of what they thought, she knew she couldn't stop, she ached for this so badly. She washes her hands and splashes her face to freshen and cool the deep flush that still is evident there.

Her text tells Him again of how she was successful in her task for Him and thanks Him so much for the help to get there. His reply tells her, her next and final orgasm will be somewhere where she can relax and use her fingers to bring about a great release for Him. She breaths a sigh of relief that she will be able to do the last one in the semi-privacy of the ladies room stall.

Back to work, she had so much to get done and was losing ground with her distractions. She realizes she'd forgotten to get office supplies and has to make a run to the Office Depot quickly, hoping she could be back in time to complete her task. How quickly that this one consuming thing had taken over every priority she had, how engulfed she became in it.

His text comes to her and in her preoccupation of gaining the required supplies she had let time slip and immediately texts Him back to let Him know that she cannot complete the task as she is out of the office but will immediately upon her arrival back.

Not to be daunted, He sends her a message telling her to find a private place Now and complete the task as required of her. Her shock, dismay and delight all quickly flood her - how? where? oh my god, I can't do this!!

Her eyes quickly scan the store to find a bathroom, her tummy spinning revolutions that make her think she is going to be sick if she doesn't find a place to finish her task. She asks a store employee who shows her to the ladies room, thankfully without question to her state as she imagines that the woman must see the sense of urgency about her.

She pulls her dress pants down around her ankles, sits and opens her legs wide and puts her fingers to her throbbing, soaking wet pussy and sighs at the pleasure of being allowed to finally touch it and stroke it as her mind takes her away to Him, His pleasure and how He wants this from her. It takes longer than she'd hoped to build and bring the orgasm around but it finally comes. Providing her the relief she needs, she relaxes her whole body into it and hangs her head down over her knees.

She could almost sleep, so exhausted now, she lifts her head, opens her eyes and gets her bearings. How could she possibly be doing this? Blatantly playing with herself in a public bathroom to force an orgasm simply because she'd been told to by Him!

She is both thrilled and unsure about what she was doing. Opening her phone to text Him she sees she has missed a message from Him telling her to call if she needed His voice to take her through her last orgasm - her heart falls thinking how amazing that would have been and how much easier it would have been to cum with His sexy voice in her ear, wow!

Elated, exhausted, she texts Him, thank you for the offer but hopefully another time - for now she needs to get back to the office, clean her desk and get home to lay down, she is thoroughly wiped out!!

….and couldn't be happier xoxo