He owned my pussy

I had the most exquisite experience with a caller. He called late at night during a thunderstorm….the mood was just right. He Owned My PussyBettySeX from the start of the call with his deep voice ready to dominate me. He asked what I had on and I told him, my little red silky camisole with matching thong panties. He started with having me trace my fingernails lightly over my breasts. My breath caught in my throat as he made me run my finger over my silky panties then having me slide them to the side so I could slip a fingernail over my clit. Oh my god.

He forced me to sit up in my bed and slide my camisole off my shoulders. He told me to stroke my breasts lightly then all of a sudden demanded I squeezed as hard as I could. Oh the pain was exquisite. Then back to the gentle, running my fingernails over my nipples……mmmmmm he then yelled “pinch those pink nipples with your finger nails!” Oh fuck. I’m on the verge of an orgasm from his commanding voice. He had me keep squeezing my breasts off and on until they were bruised with the imprints of my fingers. I was commanded to wear something revealing and absolutely no bra the next day so everyone could see what he’d done to me. He was controlling my mind, body and soul.