I walked through the front door and sat down at my desk when a message from Sir popped up, asking me about how my class went. Sir was teasing me during class, so my pussy was all drippy and horny, and my panties were evidence of Sir’s effect on me.
I responded to Sir, telling him that class was good once I was able to concentrate on the material and not my drippy pussy.
Sir continued to tease me, asking how I could be horny from class, and I blushed and responded that his teasing made me horny, not the class material.
Sir’s teasing about being horny in class made me even more horny and wet all over again, and I told him so, to which he replied that he was going to fix that for me and ordered me to put my favorite butt plug in.
My body went from fifty to one hundred in a second at those words. I get so embarrassed that I love to have my butt filled, but nothing sets me on the edge of desperation like wearing my plug. This was also the first time since we started seeing each other that Sir independently ordered me to plug myself without me asking to first. The thrill of being ordered to plug my butt left me feeling owned, and I loved it.