After the five strokes, my Mistress knowingly probed my cunt with her fingers. ‘You’re close, you slut, aren’t you?’ ‘Yes Mistress,’ I rep...ied, in something between a sob and a moan, and she rammed two fingers deep into my sopping cunt. ‘You can cum now, you little whore,’ she said. ‘Oh, oh, yes, yes,’ I shouted, now oblivious to the drawing pins now stuck into my naked flesh and the livid stripes now patterning my buttocks. A raging orgasm took me to a level I had seldom visited. ‘Thank you,. She caressed my hair, brushing it back and forth as her hips moved back and forth.I traced my fingers up her right thigh, only this time, my intent was not to tease, but to please. I used the back of my hand to brush upwards to the top of her labia, then put my long finger into my mouth, lubricating it well, used it to part her pussy lips, running it gently down next to, but not quite touching, her clitoris, down to her cunt, and tracing the entry to her vagina, barely inserting the tip of my. Suddenly with no warning, she opened her eyes and looked into mine. “Are you just going to squeeze over my clothes? Most probably you will leave a mark over my white shirt.”With this she reached down and lifting herself slightly, she pulled her khameez up so I could not reach under her top easily. Then she arched her back and undid the clasp of her bra. Then she put her head on the glass and closed her eyes again. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I decided not to think too much and. ...you see it is Friday and that is the start of the weekend or as I like to call it Mistress' time (yes she gets whatever she wants during the week too, but without work to interfere she has full uniterupted access to me on the weekend). With each new text she teased me not telling me everything that would happen but just enough to keep my cock constantly hard. I hope no one notices this bulge under my desk but oh well if they do, I can't control it. Between the teasing texts and the.