She felt him stir but it registered too late for her to stop herself. His words humiliated her and she bit her lip harder, blushing in shame as even with him watching she did not stop the gentle touch of her fingers on her now quite soaked nethers. She was not expecting his hand to cover her own and to grind with the perfect amount of pressure over her aching nub. Even as he commanded her to be loud she was already obeyed, crying out her pleasure as he stroked her sensitive flesh. Her back arched as she shamefully sought out more pleasure, her hips lifting to increase the pressure.<br/><br/>She was sure that he enjoyed the disappointed whimper she could not bite back when his hand left her clit and the cry of pleasure that accompanied the wet sound of his fingers sliding in alongside her own. Zoey hated that her body craved his touch and she felt so embarrassed that even when he wiped his sticky fingers on her taut stomach she did not stop fingering herself. Her eyes were on him as he got up and stretched. She bit her lip, trying and failing to ignore his lean, toned body.<br/><br/>His question made her whimper, she knew that there was no right answer.<span style="color: indigo">"no Master, I thought i would obey your original order. I thought i would see to your pleasure before my punishment... even though you would enjoy punishing me, and i mean i just thought that you would be even more upset if i was gone to get the toy when you woke up." </span>She knew she was rambling but fear drove her on. Her skin still stung from the paddle and the lash and she truly wished to avoid any more punishment.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>