”“Be warned, David. I may not always be so gentle with you. If I have to punish you, I will not soothe you after.”“Yes, Madam.”“Now let th... balm do its work. Stay as you are and don’t move till I tell you.”Again her heels click on the floor, and from the corner of my eye, I see that she has taken her place on her high backed chair. I hear a sound like pen on paper. She seems to be writing.I close my eyes, waiting, listening, as I calm my racing mind and luxuriate in the coolness of the towel. You've heard me oftenenough!" she paused for a moment and put her head against the wooden side ofthe large, black painted box. Then she looked up again, " Bill, there's someonein this box and we've got to get them out of it!" * Once Sheila had set her mind to something she never gave up. Someone hadonce described her as "a little terrier". He personally thought that "greatbig Rottweiller" would have been a more adequate description but as he watchedher now he couldn't put the image of a small. I threw my ripped thong on the floor and shoved two fingers in my dripping pussy. My mind was racing with thoughts of my fingers being his dick. My fingers twist inside me and before I know it my hand is covered with my own cum. One last thought of him pushed me to the edge. I curl into a ball and had the best orgasm ever. I sat there for a few seconds while my pussy contracted around my fingers and cum dripped out of me.When I caught my breath, I felt horrible. What would he think of me if he. While my right hand was busy working the dildo in and out my left hand was pinching and twisting my nipples. I alternated back and forth from the left nipple to the right and back again. Up to this point I still hadn't touched my cock but I knew that I was so very close that I didn't dare if I wanted it to last.I was in that rare pre-orgasm state that is almost better than the orgasm itself because you can make it last so much longer. I was working hard to stay there by not giving in to it and.