As I was getting dressed this morning for a day on the town here in DC with my sullen teen and her older sister, I checked in with Mistress.
She said she planned a bike ride, then some sunning with our other teen. But first she was going to treat herself to an orgasm. (Come to think of it, she didn't give me a quantity).
"Are you going to use the hitachi, Mistress?"
"Of course, Slave...."
Soone she was texting me taunting photos of the hitachi, as well as her "clean shaven folds".
But she made it clear that this indulgence was for her alone.
"You can wait until you get back tonight, Slave.... just a few more hours."
So I refrained, continuing to follow my "no touching" protocol. Though I did see this photo that reminded me what Mistress was up to back in the comfort of our bed.