Wearing a plug today for Sir.

I’m not sure if it is meant as part of my punishment for being a total brat yesterday,or if it is a task of arousing pleasure. Honestly, it doesn’t really matter…..it is a form of breath taking sensations and rousing pleasure……it’s there teasing me, my body and mind…..both so aroused…..my pussy dripping with carnal desire.

Controlling it all,is my Sir…..
I sit in my chair, attempting to work, not able to focus on what’s right in front of me. Instead, my thoughts run off to our world…..

Sir is there waiting for me…..he reaches out to turn the plug, and give it a bit of a tug….he whispers “good girl” in my ear.

Taking my hand, we walk down the street gazing into shop windows……. he knows with every step I take, the plug is arousing me……with every step it moves inside me, an inanimate object, whose sole purpose,is to push me closer to the edge.

It is working……I’m crazy with desire.

Longing for Sir to bend me over his desk and fuck me hard.

Whether he leaves the plug in to fuck my wet pussy, or removes it to fuck my ass, is entirely his choice.
Maybe he will do both.