I had been eagerly anticipating my lunch break all morning, my mind drifting to the naughty surprise my boyfriend had in store for me. He had always been a playful lover, but this time, he had outdone himself with a unique gift. I couldn’t wait to experience the pleasure he had promised.
As a psychologist, my days were often filled with listening to my patients’ intimate problems, offering guidance and support. It was a rewarding yet emotionally demanding profession, and I cherished my lunch breaks as a much-needed respite. Usually, I would take a quiet moment to myself, but today was different. Today, I had something far more exciting planned.
The day before, my boyfriend had hinted at a special treat, a new toy he had ordered just for me. I was intrigued, knowing his penchant for kinky surprises. When I arrived home, he presented me with a small, elegant box, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Inside, I discovered a pair of black silk panties, seemingly ordinary at first glance. But as I examined them closer, I noticed a discreet bulge at the front, indicating a hidden vibrator.
“These are remote-controlled,” he explained, his voice low and seductive. “I can control the vibrations from my phone, and you can wear them under your clothes without anyone knowing. I thought it would be fun to play with them during your lunch break tomorrow.”
My heart raced at the thought. I loved the idea of being at the mercy of his control, especially in such a public setting. I imagined the thrill of trying to maintain my composure while my body betrayed me, succumbing to the pleasure he commanded.
“Sounds like a delicious plan,” I purred, running my fingers along the smooth fabric. “I’ll make sure to wear them under my skirt tomorrow. Just thinking about it is making me wet already.”
He grinned, his eyes darkening with desire. “I can’t wait to see the look on your face when I make you cum in the middle of your session, Ava. Just remember to keep your moans quiet.”
I blushed, knowing my boyfriend’s playful nature, but also feeling a rush of excitement at the prospect of such a daring game. I agreed to his plan, my mind already spinning with the possibilities.
The next day, I woke up feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness. I carefully selected a tight pencil skirt and a silk blouse, ensuring the outfit would accentuate my curves while providing easy access to the panties. As I slipped the silk underwear over my bare skin, I felt a tingle of excitement. The remote-controlled vibrator nestled perfectly against my clit, waiting to be activated.
I arrived at my office, greeting my receptionist with a smile. I could feel the panties buzzing softly against my most sensitive spot with each step, a constant reminder of the naughty game I was about to play. I settled into my chair, my mind already drifting to the sensations I would soon experience.
My first patient arrived, a young woman struggling with anxiety. As I listened to her concerns, I felt a sudden jolt between my legs, causing me to shift in my seat. My boyfriend had started the vibrations, a gentle tease to let me know he was ready to play. I focused on my patient, trying to ignore the building pleasure.
As the session progressed, the vibrations intensified. I felt my body responding, my nipples hardening beneath my blouse, my breath quickening. I tried to concentrate on the woman’s words, but my mind kept wandering to the sensations coursing through my body. I could feel my pussy growing wetter, the vibrator teasing my clit relentlessly.
Just as I was about to reach for a tissue to wipe away the evidence of my arousal, my phone buzzed with a message from my boyfriend. “I bet you’re getting wet for me, aren’t you, Ava? I can’t wait to make you cum, but first, I want to tease you a little more.”
I bit my lip, struggling to maintain my composure. My patient was opening up to me, sharing her deepest fears, and here I was, being tormented by my boyfriend’s remote-controlled toy. I took a deep breath, trying to focus on the session, but my body was betraying me.
The vibrations continued, building in intensity with each passing minute. I shifted in my seat, trying to find a position that would offer some relief, but the vibrator seemed to know exactly how to torment me. My clit throbbed, aching for release, while my pussy clenched in anticipation.
“Are you okay, Dr. Ava?” my patient asked, her voice filled with concern. “You seem a little distracted.”
I forced a smile, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “I’m sorry, it’s just… I have a bit of a headache. Please, continue. I’m here to listen.”
She nodded, her expression softening, and resumed sharing her struggles. I tried to focus on her words, but the vibrations were relentless. My boyfriend was determined to push me to the edge, and I could feel my control slipping away.
Just as my patient was reaching a critical point in her story, the vibrations suddenly stopped, leaving me gasping for breath. I glanced down at my phone, expecting a message from my boyfriend, but there was nothing. My heart raced as I realized he must be watching me, enjoying the sight of my body trembling with need.
The silence was short-lived, as the vibrations returned with renewed intensity. I bit back a moan, my body shaking with the effort to remain composed. My patient’s words became a distant hum as I struggled to keep my eyes focused on her.
“Dr. Ava, are you sure you’re okay?” she asked, her voice laced with worry. “You seem… different.”
I managed a weak smile, my body trembling. “I’m fine, really. Just a bit tired, that’s all. Please, go on.”
She hesitated, her eyes searching mine, but eventually, she continued with her story. I tried to pay attention, but my mind was consumed by the sensations coursing through my body. I could feel my orgasm building, an overwhelming wave of pleasure threatening to crash over me.
Just as I was about to surrender to the inevitable climax, my phone buzzed again. “I want you to cum, Ava,” my boyfriend’s message read. “But not yet. I want to hear you beg for it first.”
I clenched my fists, my knuckles turning white as I fought to control my body’s response. I wanted to scream, to beg him to let me cum, but I couldn’t risk my patient hearing. I took a deep breath, my chest heaving, and focused on the woman’s words, desperately trying to regain my composure.
The vibrations continued, relentless in their pursuit of my pleasure. I felt my body tremeling, my legs weak, as I struggled to stay seated. My patient’s voice became a distant murmur, drowned out by the building pressure between my legs.
“Dr. Ava, I think you should take a break,” she said, her voice filled with concern. “You don’t look well. Maybe we can continue another time?”
I shook my head, my eyes pleading with her to understand. “No, I’m fine. I just need a moment. Please, keep talking.”
She hesitated, her expression filled with doubt, but she continued, her words a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. I focused on her voice, using it as an anchor to keep me grounded as the vibrations pushed me closer to the edge.
As the session drew to a close, my body was trembling with the effort to contain the orgasm that threatened to consume me. My boyfriend’s final message had been clear—he wanted me to cum, but only when he allowed it. I managed to maintain my composure, my body shaking with the effort, as my patient thanked me and left the room.
The moment the door closed, I collapsed back into my chair, my body quivering with unreleased desire. I fumbled with my phone, my fingers trembling, and sent a message to my boyfriend. “Please, let me cum. I can’t take it anymore.”
His response was swift and merciless. “Not yet, my naughty girl. I want to hear you beg. Tell me how much you need to cum.”
I bit my lip, my body aching with need. “I need it so much. Please, I’m begging you. Let me cum for you.”
“Not yet,” he replied, his words a cruel tease. “First, I want you to stand up and face the window. I want to see you lose control.”
I hesitated, my cheeks burning with embarrassment, but my body craved release. I stood up, my legs weak, and turned to face the large window overlooking the city. My heart raced as I realized my boyfriend was watching, waiting for me to surrender to the pleasure he controlled.
The vibrations intensified, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I closed my eyes, my hands gripping the windowsill as I tried to remain standing. I could feel my orgasm building, an overwhelming force that threatened to consume me.
“Please,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with need. “I can’t hold on much longer.”
“Cum for me, Ava,” his voice commanded through the phone’s speaker. “Let me see you lose control.”
His words were like a match to a powder keg, igniting the explosion within me. My body trembled as I surrendered to the climax, my legs giving way as I collapsed against the window. I cried out, my voice echoing through the room as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.
I stood there, my body shaking, as the orgasm slowly subsided. My boyfriend’s laughter filled the room, a mixture of triumph and satisfaction. I turned to face him, my cheeks flushed and my body still quivering.
“You’re a wicked man,” I said, my voice breathless. “But I loved every second of it.”
He grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “I know you did, my naughty girl. And this is just the beginning. I have so many more ways to torment you with these panties.”
I smiled, my body still buzzing with pleasure. “I can’t wait to see what else you have in store for me. But for now, I think I need a moment to recover.”
He laughed, his eyes filled with desire. “Take your time, my love. But remember, I control these panties, and I plan on using them to drive you wild.”
I straightened my skirt, my body still tingling with the aftermath of the intense orgasm. “I can’t wait, my love. Just promise me you’ll give me a heads up next time. I nearly lost control in front of my patient.”
He chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. “That’s the beauty of it, Ava. You never know when I’ll decide to play. Now, go freshen up. I’ll be waiting for you at home, ready to continue our game.”
I nodded, my heart racing at the thought of what he had planned. I quickly tidied myself up, my body still buzzing with pleasure, and prepared to leave for the day. As I walked out of my office, I couldn’t help but smile, already looking forward to the next time my boyfriend would use his remote-controlled toy to drive me wild.
Little did I know, this was just the beginning of a deliciously naughty adventure, one that would push the boundaries of my pleasure and submission.