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“Jackson, you’ve been a very bad boy…” I purred into the microphone, my voice a low, seductive whisper. Jackson’s eyes darted around the room, searching for the source of my voice. He knew I was watching, but he didn’t know how. I could see the panic in his eyes. The fear of being caught! What a fantastic way to keep him in line, I thought to myself. No one likes a confident sub!
“On your knees, Jackson,” I commanded. He hesitated for a moment before looking towards the door where his wife was busy in the kitchen. “Now,” I added, my tone leaving no room for argument. He dropped to his knees, as his heart pounded in his chest. I could see it, the way his shirt moved with each beat, the way his breath hitched in his throat. I watched as he reached for his belt, his hands shaking as he undid the buckle.
“You’ve Been a Very Bad Boy, Jackson”
“Slowly,” I instructed, my voice a soft whisper, almost ASMR-like. “I want to enjoy this.” He slid his pants down, his cock was already hard and straining against his boxers. Before I knew it, I could feel my own arousal building, my pussy growing wet as I watched him expose himself to me. “Take them off,” I ordered, firmly. He complied, his boxers joining his pants on the floor. His cock was thick and hard, standing at attention as he knelt in the middle of his living room. He was still unaware of where my voice was coming from and how I was able to see him.
You see, I know a thing or two about cybersecurity and Jackson’s system was subpar at best. I could see every room in his house all at once and I could hear every conversation. Little did he know, I’d been watching him and his wife around the clock for weeks as they went about their daily routines…As they worked…As they slept…As they fucked.
“Stroke it,” I commanded. He wrapped his hand around his cock as his eyes darted around the room, desperately trying to find me. I could see the desire in his eyes. “Faster,” I demanded, my voice growing more urgent. He complied, and I noticed his hand moving faster and faster as he stroked his cock. I could see the precum glistening on the tip. “Stop,” I ordered, my voice sharp. He froze, his hand still wrapped around his cock. “Don’t you dare cum without my permission.”
He nodded. Jackson knew better than to disobey me. I had his wife on speed dial and he knew I wasn’t afraid to call her. “Stand up,” I commanded. He rose to his feet, his cock still hard and straining. “Turn around,” I ordered. He complied, his body trembling with anticipation. I could see his ass, round and firm, just begging to be touched. “Spread your cheeks,” I demanded. He reached back, his fingers digging into his flesh as he spread his cheeks wide. I could see his hole, tight and puckered, eagerly waiting for me to give my next command.
“Fuck yourself,” I ordered, giggling. He reached back and his fingers probed his asshole. His body shuddered as he penetrated himself. “Harder,” I demanded, my voice growing more urgent. I watched as his fingers moved faster and faster, fucking his asshole until he came all over the floor.
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