I moan softly as I feel his fingers pushing inside my dripping cunt, never wanting it to end. His arousal evident, as I wriggle against his lap. I smile inwardly to myself somewhat forgetting the predicament I am in.

I find my mind drifting to a happy place, my body conforming and relaxing to his touch. "Stand up girl and strip, NOW! I am roused from my state of complacency and jolt upright out of his lap.

Standing before him I realise what he had asked of me. I hesitated momentarily, pondering my next move. I was meant to strip naked in front of this man, have him view me most intimately, as I masturbate. Those feelings of vulnerability and humiliation slowly started creeping back. I shivered realised that I had to beg to cum. A sudden ripple went through me, as I thought upon what he said ”…you may be allowed, then again you may not." On one hand I was turned on by the prospect, yet on the other I felt alarmed thinking what if I failed and came anyway?

“Yes Sir” Is all I say.

I blink back into reality watching him. His eyes piercing right through me. I slowly untie the apron, and fold it, placing it aside. I reach back and pull the zip down from the dress, his eyes fixed intently on mine. I pull it off my shoulders and wiggle my hips, as it falls from my body. I step out of it. My thigh high black stockings, shoes and bra, the only items remaining on my self. I feel ridiculous standing there before him my lower body on full display, as my panties were removed previously. I put my hands behind my back and unclasp my bra, releasing my breasts. His eyes focus on my breasts, I am not sure whether my nipples stiffened due to his gaze, my arousal, or the cool temperature in the room. I bend slightly kicking off my shoes and then fumbling with the elastic on my thigh highs, pulling the silk black stocking down rolling it neatly as I went along to the other one. I pause fully naked before him, then quickly fold up my clothing and put it aside with the other garments.

I look around the room, wondering if he wanted me to stand there and then and start masturbating. I needed support I wasn’t sure if I could arouse myself and cum standing where I was. He wanted my legs, as far apart as possible, while standing that could be difficult. I spied a wooden chair nearby, and looked at Sir for approval. He stood there impassively, and made no signs of refusal as I went to get it. It was as if I could feel his eyes on my spanked bottom, watching his handiwork first hand. I put the chair at some distance away from him, but directly opposite where he was seated.

I sit on the hard chair. A loud whimper escapes from my lips, I realise that my sore bottom is pressed hard against the wood of the chair. I spread my legs to either side of the chair, my cunt wide and open on display, fully visible to him. I hook my feet to the front chair legs to keep my legs open and in position at all times. My cunt already wet. The scent of my arousal in the air, causing my head to spin.

My legs spread so wide, I could feel them aching, My nipples like little buds at attention craving to be touched. I thought to myself Sir didn’t give me permission to touch my breasts…he just ordered me to masturbate, and beg to cum. But a part of masturbation is to become fully aroused…if he didn’t want me to touch my breasts he would tell me.

I part my cunt lips with my right hand, sliding a finger in my cunt, wetting them with my arousal. Then, I move slowly finding my swollen clit, and begin running my fingers over it in slow circles. I moan loudly feeling little shocks run through my body. My left hand finds my right nipple, I pinch it gently, and roll it between my fingers. Simultaneously my fingers on my right hand start rubbing my clit a little faster.

I suddenly shudder my cunt juices trickle out of my cunt, on the verge of cumming. I bite my lip hard, trying to suppress the urge to cum there and then. I rub my nipples continuously trying to alleviate the pressure on my dripping cunt.

“Please Sir, let me cum.” I whimper.

He says nothing.

“Please Sir let this disobedient little slut cum” I moan, almost losing control as my fingers tremble over my clit.

Silence.

“I will do anything you ask Sir, please let this slut cum.” I almost scream in desperation…