My phone lights up, “I only have one rule, no cumming until I say so.”
Of course. I should have known it wouldn’t be that easy, but this just makes the game a little more fun. I keep working the toy in and out, changing positions to give him all the best views of my show. I start to feel the build up and turn over to look out the window, half hoping he’s standing there watching me. By my face, I’m sure he can see that I’m getting close. I mean, I could just text him but…I want to know just how good he is at this game of his.
Right on cue, the message reads, “Your next task choice: you can finish yourself in the window for me and you’ll get a small reward tomorrow OR you can unlock the door, head upstairs to the bedroom and put on the blindfold and wait for me for a bigger reward tomorrow.”
I have a choice to make this time. I’m not sure how to feel. Maybe it’s a trap? I mean, either way I get a reward, so could it really be that bad? I’m so close though I wouldn’t have to do much to finish myself right now…but then I would never know if it’s actually him or not.
There’s only one way to find out and if something bad happens, then so fucking be it. I’m all in. The danger of it all excites me even more & I have to turn the toy off before I’m sent over the edge. I want to play this game and I want to find out who he is. I shake my head once as if to let him know my choice and I head upstairs with the toy in hand.
I walk into the bedroom and find a single blindfold placed on the edge of the bed. How…did this get here? Was it here before I checked the house? AFTER? Obviously I didn’t do a good job if it was before, but seriously how did it get he—
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