Final restriction

Sir and I live apart. Our communication is restricted mostly to emails and IM. We very occasionally have a Skype session.

As you can tell from what I’ve written, I very much need Sir’s control. Without it I’m a naughty, slutty, horny little girl who masturbates and comes all the time.

So… the final restriction? I may only come when Sir is watching me. Watching so that he can manage my orgasm. Watching while I hump like a horny little bitch in heat. So that he can edge me over and over. Make me do it slow. Then fast. But hold it! Hold my little cummie for him.

Oh god. Having his eyes on me, watching me do this horribly embarrassing fucking thing is so mortifying and so hot at the same time I can hardly stand it. To have him control me that way makes me feel weak with lust, like I don’t have a single bone in my whole body.

Only this way am I allowed to come. Only with his permission. Only with his guidance. So I will do it right. And for him. Like his good little girl.

As I said, the opportunity for a Skype session is rare for us. So as Sir mentioned, it means I come much less often. Much less. But since all my orgasms are his it only seems right that I hold them… until he is there to take each one.