Perfect

We step out of the room when I see him in his seat. The single lamp in the room makes the figure of our Master sit in attention. His jacket off, he has his shirt unbuttoned, leaving nothing underneath it. He sits in the chair, watching us as we stood still next to each other, bare as day for him. "Both of you, come here."

His tone was clear that we were in the presence of our Master.

We step forward until we are at a reasonable distance between us and his sitting self. With no warning, Celeste grips my hand when she falls to her knees with a loud moan. I shake as he looks at us both, wondering when he would push the button on his phone that controls mine too "Don't be scared, not yet, at least."

He looks at me, and when he finds the anticipation he was looking for, I feel my entire self vibrate, my knees giving out as I fall beside Celeste "Fuck." I exclaim in reaction to the power that played with me. He sits there watching us in a fit of unmanageable pleasure brought on by his d