Power Struggle – Part 1 – The Slave in the Closet [MF] [Solo] [Voyeurism] [Femdom] [Bondage]

Monica came home from another boring day in the office. She undid her hair, slipped her heels off, and crashed on her bed. Starring at the ceiling, she rubbed her eyes. That quick moment of sensory deprivation reminded her of something and she immediately got turned on. She started rubbing her clit underneath her panties with one hand and slightly pinched her nipple with her other. Her eyes were closed and she was biting her bottom lip. She started moaning now, quick gasps of air escaping her control. A noise came from her closet, she was too distracted to make out exactly what it was, but she knew the source of the noise all too well.

“Is the sound of me pleasuring myself turning you on slave?” She heard a muffled moan and felt her blood rush. The thought of her slave tied up in there absolutely turned her on. She started going inside herself now, to a point where her wet pussy was making noise.

The slave moaned again.

“You know the rules toy,” Monica was smiling at the thought of imminent torture. “If you can please me better than I can please myself, you’re allowed to cum. I don’t now if you can though, I’m doing a pretty good job!” She giggles at herself and falls into her self pleasure.

She wants more, she wants his cock, she knows he’s rock hard right now behind that thin layer of painted wood, but the thought of him waiting her turns her on so much. She knows it’s good to wait. Something she wants to teach her slave. For now, it’s time to tease.

“Do you want to watch for now?” Another muffled moan came. Honestly, Monica had no idea if he was saying yes or no, but that didn’t matter. It only mattered what she wanted, and she wanted him to watch.

She opens the closet and sees her slave just how she left him. Completely naked with his hands handcuffed behind him. A gag in his mouth with drool dripping down to his expected throbbing cock. Along with a metal collar around his neck with a chain attached to the wall keeping him in place. Most of all, he was blindfolded. Monica loved blindfolding him, this turned her on like crazy. She liked knowing that he relied more on sound inbetween these sessions. She felt it gave more to the imagination, and a sexual rush.

She took his blindfold off. He blinked at looked right into her eyes. He then scanned her and she saw the slight look of disappointment in his eye that she was still in her business casual work clothes. White fitted button up shirt with a tight dress skirt, not too short, but just enough, and of course those pantyhose. She knew her nude slave worshipped her body. It was all about the tease.

“I think I’m gonna fuck myself with my dildo. Your cock gives you an unfair advantage on pleasing me.” She spun around and seductively shook her hips as she walked toward her dresser. She opened that special drawer and pulled out her purple dildo.

Holding it in her hand, she turned her head back at him. “Need to lube this up first.” She stuck almost the entire fake cock in her mouth, keeping her eyes open at looking right at him. She squinted slightly while still looking at him. He moaned again, but this was more of a whimper. He stared at her sucking that cock, he wanted that to be his. Knowing he was hypnotized by her actions, he full on closed her eyes and went to town on that dildo. Deepthroating and licking the shaft periodically. The slave bounced in frustration.

“I think it’s ready now.” She said it as if it were an after thought.

She lied down on her bed, knees up, legs spread, and inserted the toy inside her. She did it slowly. Back and forth, other hand roughly grabbing at her tit. She’s moaning loudly. The slave is begging behind the gag. “Do you like this slave?” She’s fucking herself a little faster now. She hears what she thinks is a confirmation, but it feels too good.

A little faster now. She’s now sucking her finger from the hand that was grabbing her tit. With her finger still in her mouth, she asks “I bet you wish one of these was your cock, huh?”

“Mmm hmm.” She can make it out. She starts to fuck herself even faster now. Hand back on her tit.

“Oh my god, this feels so fucking good!” Her voice is getting squeaky now and her eyes are closed shut. She’s going faster. “I’m so close to cumming!” Her voice is comparable to a chipmunk.

The slave is begging behind his gag. He has to watch this beautiful woman engage in this sexual activity, and he can’t do anything. He cries for his cock that needs attention.

“Oh my god! I’m fucking cumming!” She switches hands, her free hand is now on her pussy, finishing herself off, with three fingers going back and fourth, while she’s sucking off her own juices from her dildo. She’s sucking that dick good. The slave is moaning in frustration. She finishes.

She lays her head down and puts her panties back over her pussy. She gets up and walks towards him. “You’re gonna have a hard time matching up to that.” She looks down at his cock. “Wow, precum already? You’re too easy slave boy!”

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