I bet Arnie would love to be watching and listening. Give me your number honey."Gloria's body trembled as her body responded by building an approachin... climax. Her whole body quivered so hard she could hardly type and give him her number. "Hers my phone number, 961-288-6284. Mmmm baby, I cannot wait to hear your sultry sexy voice. Call me in five minutes that will give me time to go lie on the bed and get completely naked." She logged of the computer and headed toward the bedroom.She had just. She tugged her tight jeans on over her bare ass. Then she put on a lacy red bra and a low cut black tank top. Shoving her laptop into her bag, she set out.But now, inside the coffee shop, Catrina found herself stuck again. She was a little aroused, but still feeling uninspired and discouraged. She sighed in frustration, wondering if she should just scrap this story and go back to something she was more familiar with. Disappointment washed over her. Even my fictional characters are doomed to a. “Hey there, what can I help you with?” he said with a smile. “Well, I have a big presentation coming up and I could use some help” she bit down harder. “Sure, grab a seat... . why don't you read me what you have already”. She sauntered in and took the seat at the edge of his desk. She crossed her legs slowly, causing him to clear his throat. She fumbled with her pink cue cards and read her speech, anxiously, and a little too quickly. He was amused by her sweet nature and loved it when she. "And this is your only warning. Talk to me disrespectfully, by not calling me 'Master, ' or act contrary to my orders, and you will be punished."Now, most punishments just turn you on, so I'm going to use the only one that works. The chastity belt."First violation gets you an hour in the belt. Second, two hours, and so on."Vonda tried to say something, but could not think of anything to say that would not get her into trouble. She finally bowed her head. "Yes, Master." There, that wasn't so.