I twiddled my nipples, the way some people do with their thumbs. They were erect, buzzing with the anticipation I felt in waiting here, fully nude for the date my master set up for me. He was a cuckold of a Dom and he loved watching me get railed before ravishing me himself.
I didn’t know what he would look like. I didn’t care either. My breasts rose and fell with each excited breath I took. My blindfold was secure against my eyes, though the light from the lone candle on my bedside table flickered at the edges.
I pinched both of my nips as hard as I could. The electric sensation jolted down my spine, right into my pussy. I moaned.
“Oh, naughty, girl!” my master cooed, closing the bedroom door. I felt the gust brush my cheek. “You think you can touch those tits without us?” He grabbed my chin between his thumb and forefinger. Firm and demanding of attention.
I melted into his touch. He slid his thumb into my mouth. I sucked it, obedient. He withdrew it after a moment. I tried to move with him, to prolong his touch. He chuckled at me.