Spies & Blackmail..Closed for Slave Master..

How could you have known ...

I listened as you explained the video and photo evidence of a recent 'distraction' a lapse on my part - so innocent ... yet ...

was it a set up? thart was it

Before telling you to take a running jump you continued ....

I felt myself biting my lip - stifling a sob that was trying to break through my shocked mind

Oh god - this would end my marriage - I continued to listen but I was miles away

'Will this be the end of it?' I whispered shakily

'That depends - obey' the far off voice ordered

What was the use? What was the risk? No-one was watching - if this guy got off on ordering people around ...

I removed my jumper and my fingers fumbled with the button on my jeans as I slipped them off before pulling my top over my head - sitting on the edge of the bed with just my bra and panties on - wondering what would be next

How could I have been so stupid? Why had I never thought through the consequences ...

This was going to bite me and bite me bad - if I could somehow get the 'evidence' back ....

Oh god - I was getting wet from thinking about all those moments ... fear and desire - god I was messed up ...
 
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Scott’s mouth watered as he watched Katie remove her clothing and sat on the edge of her bed in nothing but her bra and panties. The way her body moved taking the clothes off and the look in her eye. He could tell she was trying to put a plan together this body reading skill was a ace when it comes to this type of mission.

He zoomed the camera in and was taking a good look at her breasts watching them rise and fall with each breathe. “Mmmm, fuck you look good. Now I want you to push the bra down and pull your tits out over the cups of your bra.” She voiced in the phone while is other hand pulled down his zipper and fished his cock out. His hand moving up and down the thickness. “Come on be my bitch. Tell me how it feels knowing that you’re my slut this evening.”
 
I was miles away - almost dreamlike as I listened to your instructions - god it wasn't as if you could see me ...

I whispered that I had obeyed - but I pulled my jumper back on ... hell I wasn't going to just show my tits on your say so ...

'Yes - I'm your Slut this evening - I will do whatever you want - I'm your bitch' I whispered bored, wondering if you would hear me as I walked out of the bedroom and down the hall

If only you could see me now, creep I thought as I wiggled my pantie clad bottom as I walked towards the upstairs den - picking up my ipod and checking if I had a signal - your loud, deep voice booming as I pulled the receiver back to my ear
 
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Scott smiled at her cunning but it was time to crush what she thought she had. It was time for her to move up to where the big boys play. In a deep, cold voice. “You have made a grave mistake. First when I tell you to do something you will do it. I told you to pull your bra down not give you permission to get dressed. I did not give you permission to get off the bed. I did not give you permission to leave the bedroom. And I sure in the hell did not give you permission to check your Ipod. Now it is time for punishment.” Scott held off for a few moments letting the fear be her punishment this time. “Now I want you to slowly dance and strip for me. If I don’t get a hard on by your dance well lets just say you don’t want to know what I am capable of doing.”
 
Oh shit, this wasn't happening, Were you watching me? My eyes darted around the hallway and I half expected to see you staring at me. How did you know?

'Are you watching me?' I whispered slowly

Your chuckle sent shivers down my spine and I knew I was in trouble

I walked slowly back to the bedroom and tried to make a brave face as I felt my world crumbling on the inside

I began to slowly dance in the best manner possible, terrified, I am a terrible dancer and my seduction was never based on my ability to sway hypnotically, I only hoped that you would give me points for effort as I slowly moved around the space in front of the bed, my hands gliding up and down my body, over my smooth legs and over my bottom before I slowly unhooked and slid my bra off under my jumper and quietly let it drop to the floor, my nipples hard as I continued to move, my fingers caressing my small breasts through the jumper as I slowly lifted the edge of the jumper, my tummy visible now above my knickers as I continued to move slowly hopefully teasing you and pleasing you before letting the jumper fall down as I slid my hands over my hips slowly moving my hips to the song playing in my head
 
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Scott watched the screen closely, zooming in to see the part of the body that she was working to show off to him. His cock throbbed and jerked with each hard stroke he was doing while watching her. His mouth watered when her hard nipples came into view. He zooms as close as he could waiting to see every sway that her wonderful globe made during her dance. He almost felt hypnotically tired by watching them so closely.

“Fuck yes!” he voiced over the phone as his fingers squeezed his thickness harder, his hand pumped what he thought was his long shaft, his palm riding over the top on the up stroke and rewrapped his fingers around the shaft on the way down . The sensation was outstanding as his mind sent him images of his cock sliding into her pussy that matched the feeling of his stroking.

“Come on talk dirty to me. Tell me how you feel showing a stranger your tits while your husband is away.” He voiced over the phone, his eyes glued to the screen. He slowed his stroking not wanting to blow his load before even getting to see her pussy.
 
How did you know so much about me - about her? Did you know I had had no option? Could you tell that I actually enjoyed the situation ....

I felt myself getting more and more aroused as I moved slowly - my hands sliding up and down my body as I imagined her doing the same - caressing me, teasing me, making me hers - my fingers lingered on my hard nipples poking through my jumper - mmm - god they would feel good clamped right now ...

I wondered if you could see the wetness seeping between my legs - my panties slippery with desire as I continued to move gracefully and slowly as if in her embrace - my tongue caressing my lips as I slid my fingers slowly lower ....

lower

hovering between my legs ...

my fingers pressing gently over my mound before sliding back up and continuing to move in a random dance

her fingers caressing my nipples - sliding my jumper higher - the soft cashmere sending shivers through me as I brush my hard nipples - my fingers sliding over my warm skin under the jumper feeling the hard nipples ...
 
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