You Work For Me

Obedience

All I had in my mind were the words that Mr. Jackson had said to me yesterday during my punishment. All I could replay was his hand repetitively smacking my behind and me reluctantly trying not to enjoy it. I stood at his door recapping the events of the other day. I looked at the clock on the wall as it hit 7 on the dot. Before I could knock on the door he opened it and stared at me. "What a surprise. You're on time." He moved to the side allowing me to enter his office. As I walked in he shut and locked the door behind him. "Sit down." His tone was stern. I did as told as he then circled the chair I was in. He observed me as he then got in front of me with his hands intertwined into each other. "Open your legs." Another demand that I found myself surrendering to. I opened my legs revealing my completely bare and cleanly shaved pussy. A small grin formed across his face. "Very nice. You're finally being Obedient." I closed my legs and his grin faded. "I spoke too soon. I didn't tell you to close your legs." I took a deep breath slowly reopening them. "Unbutton your shirt." I let my fingertips glide across each button slowly and seductively loosening each one unveiling my Navy blue satin bra that partially covered my breast. "Go underneath your bra and play with your nipples." I hesitated pausing for a moment. "Don't hesitate. Hesitation will earn you a rejection instead of a reward." I then quickly slid my hand up under my bra as I began flicking my thumb on my nipples. I then began cupping my breast putting pressure on my nipples as they grew harden. I softly moaned closing my eyes slightly. "Open your eyes and calm down. Don't get to eager I don't want you to cum until I approve it." I lifted some of the pressure off my nipples as I bit my lip opening my eyes looking up at the ceiling. "Look at me." I then let my eyes wander up to his. I knew he could see that the attention I was giving myself was making me hot. He liked watching me be unsatisfied. "Now massage your clit." I moved my hands down to my skirt hiking it up and around my waist as I eased my hands to my sensitive clit. I slipped my index and middle finger between the lips of my pussy and put pressure on it. It felt undeniably delightful. I got so close to cumming. "Stop now." I huffed in disappointment as I moved my hands to my thighs. He smirked. "Good girl." There was then a knock on the door. "Fix yourself." He slowly walked to the door as I sped up putting my clothes back on and stood up placing my hands behind my back. "Hi Mr. Jackson your girlfriend is here to see you."