Zoey hung her head at the mention of her tardiness. She could not hide the nervous look from her face and mumbled a quick apology. A very visible shudder ran through her as he drew her attention to the buzzing contraption nestled between her slick, quivering thighs.<span style="color: indigo"> "To speak plainly Master, I both love and hate it. I cannot focus, I cannot walk right. It is incessant and relentless."</span>She blushed a vibrant crimson.<span style="color: indigo"> "And... it has driven me to release three times already. I fear that I will not be able to control myself much longer." </span><br/><br/>At the order to sit she instinctively obeyed lowering herself onto his thigh. Clearly she did not think of how this would affect the toy because her hand flew to her mouth to mute the strangled cry of pleasure. She could not help how her hips rolled, seeking more pleasure while she tried to find a position to sit the eased the intense pulsing pleasure. Her beautiful eyes squeezed shut and her breathing quickly became erratic. Still when her Master told her to bare her breasts she did just that. A few moments of fumbling with buttons and the vest parted to show her pleasing chest.<br/><br/>The pleasure she was feeling had Zoey too dazed that until Quentin spoke, she had no idea the chef was there and she felt her cheeks flush knowing that he was seeing her like that. She knew that she should be used to it by now, especially after her earlier blowjob training but she could not stop her instinctive reaction to being seen in such a scandalous fashion. Still it was only a momentary distraction before she was pulled back to the intense pleasure between her legs.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>