I was finally allowed to cum. It had been, well I don’t know how long since I’d last been permitted to feel the quaking pleasure wrack through my body. There was only one condition; I had to do it myself and work myself up in front of an audience. Now I hadn’t cum in over a year, so squatting on the corner of Time Square furiously rubbing my pussy. In the city that never sleeps, even at three in the morning I had gathered a crowd of gawkers watching me not give a single fuck I was being recorded. Master was nearby, and monitoring me. I was so close, so close to cumming when he called me back to his car. Time was up.
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