She either didn't notice or chose not to react in any way and just gazed towards the door like the rest of us. I moved to the other cheek..mmmm. My ha...d-on was trying to force its way out, pressing on the leg of the guy in front of me, I hope he didn't get the wrong idea.All the time, I was caressing that lovely arse. Then I got bolder. I inched my hand lower down her bum so that my fingers started to go up between her thighs. Still no obvious reaction so I got bolder still. I pushed my hand. I keep my eyes focused on the small of her back, keep my attention on where I am walking and her hands, so I can see any instructions she might give me. At the back of the club, she goes into a small hallway, pointing to a peg on the wall and telling me to put my coat there. I close my eyes to keep from looking around, bite the inside of my cheek to keep down the whimper. I hang up the last barrier of my modesty and follow her through a door. She stops as the door closes behind us and orders me. Every single one of those poor guys believed beyond a doubt that he was 'The Best' I would ever have. That just proved how convincing my performances were, and that was the whole point. Them losing all control because of 'Little Old Me' was my ultimate orgasm. Teaching this man the pleasures of sex and making him lose all control because of me would be my ultimate high. It's been a long while since I've been able to feel like that and I needed to see if I still had the magic touch. But with him. Unclipping my bra and pulling it down to improve your view."Play with them for me, pet." "Of course, Master."I circle them with my nail before rubbing them between my fingers. You watch me lick a fingertip before touching them again and pinching them. I ring my fingers around my right areola and smile at you. Playing with my tits as your cock hardens and you hear the hitch in my breathing. "Would you like Master to touch your tits?" "I would love it, Sir." "Beg me." Please Master, please touch.