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Starla
by Voxana Michaels
Starla picked up the phone, dialed the number and counted each ring. One. Two. Three. He always picked up on the third ring. This time was no different and she felt her heart pounding as His deep throaty voice murmured a lazy hello.
"I did as you asked," she said softly. Her breath quickened and she found that this call would be harder than she expected.
"Yes."
That was all He said. She waited. Nothing. Not even the sound of His breathing.
"Are you there?" she finally asked.
"Mmm hmm. Now, as I have also asked, tell me. Do not leave out a single detail. Everything. I will know if you are not giving me everything."
Starla breathed in deeply. He had demanded much of her in the past, but never over the phone. Never a description as specific as He expected. His instructions were always given to her in person, as were these, but she had always carried them out with him in her presence. Never by herself. She sat back on the couch, letting her bathrobe fall away from the smooth flesh of her legs and thighs.
"Umm...where to start?"
"You know exactly where to start. At the very beginning." His voice was even, controlled. He betrayed nothing.
"Yes, I suppose I do. I went for my run"
"Aren,t you forgetting something?"
Starla gave a small murmur of realization. "Yes, yes. I have. Before my run, you mean?"
"Yes. Tell me everything, remember. What. How. Your feelings. I want everything from you."
"Before my run, as I was putting on my clothes, I followed your first instructions. I removed the ben-wa balls from their case and sat back on the edge of my bed, my legs spread wide apart. My ass was barely on the bed at all, and I slowly caressed myself until I knew that I was wet enough to put them inside me. When I knew that they would slide into my cunt easily, I pushed them infirst the one, then the other. I know you instructed me not to, but I did play with the string just a bit" At this point, she faltered, unsure of His reaction.
"Go ahead. Tell me all. Tell me exactly how you played with yourself."
Starla took a breath, and realized that her other hand was between her legs. It had gone there, unconsciously and her fingers were slowly caressing her hardened clitoris. "I must tell you first, Sir, that I have my hand there now. May I stroke myself?"
"Yes. Just do not bring yourself to orgasm. And do not let it distract from what you are telling me."
"I won,t let myself come; it just feels good."
"Continue."
"I like to play with the string once the balls are inside of me. I know that you already know this. I pulled the string outward, testing the muscles of my cunt"seeing how I could hold the balls in while I pulled against them. It,s a strong feeling and very pleasurable. I like how the string rubs against my clitoris when I hold it just right, pulling the balls out almost to the edge and then letting my muscles pull the balls deep inside of me. I did this for a bit, moving them in and out, but I realized that if I continued I would have had an orgasm. You forbade that to happen, so I stopped, pulled up my shorts and finished dressing.
"I ran along the usual trail in the park"about 4 miles."
He stopped her. "Tell me how the balls felt inside you."
Starla's hand dipped down lower. "I was very conscious of them as I ran. They are not uncomfortable, but they are always movingalways shifting inside me. Having them there is such a rush. As I run, my nipples are perpetually hard. I like to feel the way the fabric rubs against them"almost irritating, but at the same time, very exciting. You know that my nipples are such a direct path to my cunt, and oh god, it was definitely like that today. And the balls, oh, having them there inside me as I run was something I never expected. Most of the time they give me a warm feeling of being filled. But this time, as I ran faster, I could feel the inner balls as they vibrated deep inside me. I just kept running"my whole mind focused on those balls. I didn,t even realize how far I had gone until finally, I felt the shudders beginning and I knew that I couldn,t keep running at that pace and still orgasm. I would have collapsedI would have stumbled and fallen and god it would have been such a good orgasm, but I slowed down. I hovered there"on that edge for several minutes. I finally found a bench and sat until I knew that I could begin running again."
"Good."
Starla had closed her eyes. She was beginning to feel comfortable relating how she followed His instructions. She was amazed at how wet she had become as she spoke. Talking to Him like this excited her profoundly, she realized. "I walked the last quarter of a mile. When I arrived home, I removed my clothes"
"Tell me how," He said firmly.
She moved her hand faster against her clitoris, rubbing in small tiny circles as she spoke. "I took my shoes off firstmy feet were tingly by the time I got home. I took my clothes off as I moved through the housemy jacket I left on the chair by the door. I let my hair down next, letting it fall onto my shoulders. I know how much you love my hair"so dark and so long. My tee-shirt was damp with sweat and it felt good to slide it over my head and leave it on the floor in the hallway. The sports bra was nextslower, and when I pulled it across my nipples, the pulling made me gasp. I left my shorts, panties and socks on the bathroom floor."
Starla heard him murmur appreciatively. "Now, the shower. I assume you left the balls inside you. Tell me everything. I want to know how you touched yourselfhow you washed your hair, your breasts, your cuntand how you followed the rest of my instructions."
"Of course I left the balls inside me," she said. "I must confess, they are still inside me now."
"Perfect. Continue." Starla knew He was aroused; His voice had become much quieter and considerably deeper. She thought she could hear the slight motions of the phone as He stroked His hard cock.
"I was glad to get into the showerto wash off the sweat from running and especially to follow your instructions. I did wash my hair first, my arms above my head, naturally pulling my breasts upward. I love the feel of my hair when it is wet and clean. I like to let the water run through it, pulling long strands so that they fall over my shoulders and over my breasts so that I can smooth it over my hard nipples. I did this for a while, just standing there, letting the water run through my hair as I toyed with my breasts, massaging them with my hands. I pinched and twisted my nipples. I imagined you watching me and thinking about that made me so much more excited.
"I soaped up my bath sponge next; I know how you like me to smell so cleanhow you like the feel of my skin after a shower"smooth and silky. I do so love to feel the bubbles caressing my skin. I soaped myself down very carefully, running the sponge over my shoulders, my arms, and I did linger long on my breasts. I lifted them, running the sponge beneath them as I pinched my nipples again, harder this time because I know you would have wanted that. Then down my belly, past my cunt and along my thighs, down my legs, ankles and up the back until I could carefully soap my ass."
He grunted slightly. "Tell me of your ass."
Starla could feel the first slight shudders of her orgasm as His words broke into her speech. She slowed her pace, knowing He would be very disappointed if she came without permission. Instead, she focused on the moist opening, sliding two fingers partially in, then outward again. Cradling the phone on her shoulder, she brought her left hand to the opposite breast so she could easily tug at the hardened flesh.
"Yes. The sponge was very soapy and I slid it up my crack, lifting my leg to the edge of the tub as I did so. I could feel the balls vibrating inside as I moved and it sent tingles deep inside me. I let the sponge hang by its rope off my wrist as I used my finger to probe myselfslowly, feeling the way the bubbles allowed me to slide in so easily. I remember thinking how soft my skin is there, just inside my asshole, and I imagined what I would look like if I were bent over and someone were looking at me thereI thought that it must look so soft and pink. I slid my finger deeper in until I could feel the balls on the other side of my inner wall. God, what a sensation to maneuver the flesh inside my hole so that the balls would vibrate. I did this for as long as I could stand before I soaped up my cunt.
"I rubbed the soap into my pubic hair, feeling how it curled up under my fingertips. I did pull on the string a bit, because, as I said before, I love how it feels to tug at the balls with my cunt muscles. I could feel how lubricated I was, even with all the water flowing through my lips. I soaped myself with my fingers very slowly, feeling how swollen my lips were; feeling how hard and exposed my clitoris was. I wanted so much to just stand there, to rub myself with my soapy fingers until I came, but I know that is not what you instructed."
"Yes," He said.
Starla switched hands and moved the phone to her other ear. She wanted to give her left breast the same attention that her right had just had. "I changed the water flow to pulsating like you instructed. I took the handle of the shower head into my hand and moved the water across me"first through my hair to make sure the soap was all gone. Then, my breasts. Oh my god I had no idea how the water would feel on my nipples, butohhhh. The feeling was so intense. I almost came right there. The tingling! It felt like a thousand tiny blunt needles pressing against my breast. I didn,t think my nipples could become any harder than they were, but they did. So hard that they almost hurt. I let the water run against both breasts until I couldn,t handle it any more then I lifted my leg back onto the edge of the tub. I bent over, just as you instructed and directed the flow to my asshole. My god!! I did come then, almost instantly. Feeling the water pulsating against my hole, and the balls on the other side vibrating in my cunt with the water trickling off the ends of my sensitive nipples. I came so hard that I could barely stand and I felt like the whole neighborhood could hear my screams and moans. I kept the water there, this time pulling on the string to the balls, moving them as I contracted my cunt muscles. I came again, very hard and I knew that I couldn,t stand any longer.
"I eased myself down onto the floor of the tub, lifting both legs so that they were spread apart, heels on the edges of the tub, completely exposed. I did as you asked, holding the flow of water on my clitoris, letting the water pound against it. The pounding made the balls vibrate even more and my orgasm was so intense that I felt dizzy afterward. I thought about you standing there, watching and I knew that you would not be satisfied with only three orgasms and so I held the water there, on my clit as I pinched my breasts and I came again, long and hard. My throat hurt from my cries when I finally turned the water off.
"I lay there for awhile until I could gather enough strength to stand and towel off. I dried my hair, put on my bathrobe and now, I am here, on the phone with you." Starla,s breathing was ragged and her cunt throbbed with her impending orgasm. She held it there, knowing that she had to wait for His command.
"Starla," He said, knowing the unsaid question in her mind.
"You have pleased me immensely. Yes, you can have this orgasm."
Starla arched her back, dropping the phone back onto the pillows. Her pleasure roared through her, white hot, blinding, and her cries flooded through the whole house.
"Yes, my dear," she heard in the background. "You have pleased me."
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