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kind of exposed with him going through my underwear and pulling out my dildos. It’s weird, to say the least.
    “Oh … that thing.” He glances at me over his shoulder. “You know, there are better ones out there.”
    “Oh, and how would you know?” I retort.
    “Tsk, Princess. Language, please.” He flicks his finger. “Just because we’re talking, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t call me what you always call me.”
    “Sorry … Sir.”
    He smiles. “And about your question, yes, I do know because I test them regularly.”
    “Test? On who?” I ask. “And why?”
    He cocks his head. “For the magazine, of course.” He bends my dildo with his thumb and index finger as if he’s testing the material. “Being a CEO of a woman’s magazine means knowing what your readers want. What they need. I can only learn by trying things out myself.” His lips curl up into a smile. “But don’t worry, Princess. I won’t be using them on anyone but you from now on. We’ll have plenty of testing time … and playtime.”
    I laugh. “I don’t know whether to be scared or excited.”
    “Both.” He grins. “Are these the only two you have?”
    “Yes,” I say. “Is that bad?”
    “No, it just means I’ll have plenty of toys to buy for you.” He smirks. “Don’t want my Princess to run out of things to pleasure herself with, especially not when I’m watching.”
    I bite my lip, suppressing a giggle. I can’t help but think about the conversations on the app. It’s still a bit surreal.
    He walks toward me and says, “Spread your legs, Princess.”
    He places the dildo between my tied hands and turns on the buzzer. Then he grabs a pillow from my bed and tucks it underneath my head. He walks back to a chair near my door and sits down, his legs wide open, his half-erect cock dangling between. While his left hand lies on the armrest, his right hand starts to stroke himself.
    “Pleasure yourself, Princess. Think about how I licked your pussy, how I filled you up with my cum. Show me how much you liked it. I want you wet and moaning out loud, Princess,” he says.
    I move my hands to my pussy and slide the dildo up and down. It’s hard to do with bound hands, but it adds to the intensity of this game. The pillow allows me to watch him as he pets his hard-on, biting his lip. The look in his eyes is ravenous, almost animalistic. It makes my pussy flutter with need, seeing him want me that much.
    “I see your red cheeks, Princess,” he suddenly says. “You’re blushing. Why?”
    “Well, it’s pretty obvious.”
    “Then it should also be pretty obvious to you that you shouldn’t have to.”
    I swallow away my nerves.
    “Enjoy what you’re doing,” he says. “Have fun, that’s all that matters.”
    “But I feel exposed. And you’re …” I look at his cock, which looks so yummy, but it feels so wrong to have him watch me like this, knowing that he’s my boss. Oh, Lord.
    “Stop thinking. Turn your brain off. I want you to focus on the here and now. You and me. My pussy and my cock.”
    “Yours?” I repeat.
    “Yes because that pussy is mine now,” he says with a smirk. “And I will do everything in my power to please it every day from now on.” He sinks back into the chair and starts jerking himself with no inhibition. I love it. I love how carefree he is. How much he’s into me. I love how he says ‘every day’ as if this will be the norm. As if he doesn’t intend to ever want someone else again.
    I’d like that. It makes me want to please him more and forget about our misunderstandings. Forget about everything we said and did, and focus on the fact that he’s sitting right in front of me, watching me play with myself and enjoying every second of it.
    With the dildo, I spread my slickness everywhere and moan when I touch my own clit. The cum that’s still inside my pussy acts like a great lubricant, and I love how this feels with him watching me the way he is. The buzzer is amazing, although