Only good girls get to come.

I had just gotten home from work. Laying in my comfy clothes on my bed waiting for his call, my hand strayed into the leg of my shorts and under my panties.

"What are you doing over there lovey...?" he inquired soon after I answered his call.

"Playing..." I giggled softly.

"You have been a very good girl today. I think you might deserve to come for me. Tell me what you're doing."

"I have my hand up under my shorts and I'm just rubbing myself lightly."

"I know you wish it was my hands on you."

"Yes, Sir," I said sadly. I pressed my index finger to my tongue wetting the tip and returned it between my legs.

"My hands are good to you..." He crooned in my ear as I returned my wet finger to my pussy and began to trace gentle circles around my clit.

"Mmm...hmmm..." I agreed, sliding my hand lower and slipping my fingers between the slippery lips of my pussy. "I'm so wet for you..."' I purred.

"I think you need to show me." he responded.

"I'm going to hang up and you're going to show me."

I didn't question. I didn't argue. Like the good girl I long to be, I hung up and took two pictures of my wetness and attempted to send them from my cell. While I waited, I retrieved a toy from my closet. A new favorite--a g-spot vibe with a clit tickler and a remote control. It slid into me with little resistance and an audible moan. Just as I set it to a soft purr Daniel was calling me back.

"I got a toy while I was waiting for them to send," I said brazenly.

"Tsk, tsk. Did you ask if you could use a toy?"

After being admonished for my indiscretion, my punishment soon became clear.

"Do you have it up pretty high?" Daniel asked sweetly.

"As high as I can stand it..." I murmured.

"I think you need to turn it up as high as it will go."

"No!!!" I cried into the phone. "It hurts. I can't take it!"

"Do it now. And you have two minutes to try and come for me."

I whined briefly. I considered for a moment lying and leaving it where it was. In the end I trusted my love. I gave him control. I let him give me that which I didn't know I needed.

I turned the dial quickly and moaned in both pleasure and pain. Within moments my clit was burning and I writhed on my bed breathing heavily. Daniel whispered encouragingly, but his words were lost in the purr of the device between my legs.

It seemed to go on forever. I was so close but just could not find the spot to push me over the edge.

"I can't!" I cried, tears of frustration forming in my eyes. "I'm trying so hard, baby." I moaned pathetically.

"Shhhh..." he soothed. "My good girl....you can turn it down now"

"Thank you," I croaked, my body relaxing. My nipples hardened as the thin sheen of sweat started to dry on my body.

"Come for me now baby," he said.

It was not a request, though prying ears may not have thought it so. He knew what I needed. He always knows what I needs and he wasn't going to be done till I got it.

In no time I was panting and moaning and coming in his ear. It was long. Intense. My pussy twitched endlessly.

"I'm...still...coming...." I grunted roughy as every muscle of my body was painfully tense.

"Good girl." I could almost hear his smile in my ear.

As my body relaxed I removed the vibe slowly, still very sensitive. A rush of wetness ran out and I giggled, surprised.

"Wow baby! Thank you." I chuckled. "That was so fucking hot! I've never been so wet."

Now that I think about it. It's the closest I've ever come to squirting. I don't doubt that THAT'S possible. If my Sir continues to take care of me and I continue to be his good girl, everything is possible.