Olivia looks down involuntarily and bit her lip to stifle a groan, and when she looked back up again I was intent on my own reflection once more. I at...empted to straighten, my tie a final time, causing it to become crooked, and then turned and headed for the door. I paused before leaving and said, " I just came to tell you, I was leaving now. I probably won't be home until late, so make herself at home." " Yes John," she sighed, and then as I went to leave she called me back. " Let me fix your. I can feel my pussy got wet almost immediately. I can’t help but think how much I wish it’s you who’s sucking me right now but continue anyway. Sucking my own tits turned me on so much, I gave my nipple a bite. I never stopped pulsing my clit through all this nipple play that I’m almost close to cumming. I don’t want to cum right away so I flipped over on all fours, bent over so my tits are hanging down and touching the bed sheets. I sucked and spit on two fingers to lubricate then gently. Placed all my male clothes into a bag and when I felt safe that no one would see me I proceeded to head back to my car.I called mistress on skype as I was putting on my makeup and listened to her tell me how to apply the blush, mascara, eyeliner, and lipstick. I began driving again and drove the whole 7 hours only stopping once for gas.I arrived at her exit about 2 hours early and pulled over to wait till it was time to leave. I got to her house right on time and I was pressing the button to. Even more irritating was that this object’s defiance was not obvious, he didn’t waste his energy in verbal contempt of his torturer. He neither spat in the face of the guards or cursed under his breath. To an inexperienced Master or Mistress he might appear a compliant object, one who knelt without objection, who placed his magnificent arms and legs in position for the shackles, who extended his glorious backside conveniently for the marathon caning sessions, but this one never let go of his.