"Tell me what to do," I wrote, wondering if I was ready. "Wh..
Added 2021-03-16 16:56:38 +0000 UTC"Tell me what to do," I wrote, wondering if I was ready.
"Where are you?"
"I'm kneeling on your bed."
"Good. Stay there until I get home."
"How long will that be?" I knew he wouldn't respond, because if it were me, I wouldn't give her a damn clue as to how long they had to wait. So I knelt there and I waited. I closed my eyes and I pictured a hundred possibilities.
Was he going to slap me around a bit? Would he tell me what to do or was he going to do more? Was he going to hold me down, tie me up, and...
I gulped when the next question hit my mind: Was he going to fuck me?
I clenched my eyes tighter as I waited for him, my ass in the air, my cock hard, and my anticipation unbearable.
