I closed my eyes and I was thinking of her and masturbating. Suddenly I heard, “What are you doing?” First I was ashamed. But then I remembered th... stories I have read in which you get to fuck after you get caught masturbating.I was not looking at her but then after thinking, I looked up. She was looking angry but I was looking at her boobs. I said myself that this is the time to take chance. She was shouting and I was looking at her boobs.She said wait I will complain to your parents. Then I. The day had dragged on, I had finished my work and chores for the day and was heavily engaged in my masturbatory joy. For over an hour I edged with delight at a cacophony of jerk off instruction and ruined orgasm videos. My playlist was filled with femdom delight. I edged and edged seeking out new videos until I hit the peak horniness that always results in me getting on Omegle seeking to find some woman to dominate me on webcam. I inputted my particular preferences seeking a woman a domme. “I know it feels good,” the voice whispered in Matt’s ear, “I had it myself, but remember, no stamina, no balls.” before laughing out loud.Matt resisted focusing on the pleasurable sensation coursing around and through his erection, and made himself remember how he got in his current predicament.****In the evenings, after college classes, Matt worked at his parents ‘mom-and-pop’ hardware store, stocking shelves mostly, but a vital piece of the operation as it prevented the need for his older. When I kind of came around I asked, “What was that about the bracelet?”“I am sorry, the wearer of the bracelet is compelled to get naked and it kind of nudges them in that direction, like if someone wants you to get naked, it will flash green to signify you that that is the right direction.”“Hold on. This bracelet got me naked!?”“In a sense, yes. Give me a minute until I check something out.” He said as he typed away on the computer.I sat there, kind of spread eagle on the chair. I saw him.