Delayed Gratification
Gwen had been very naughty. Her Master was not happy. "You were specifically instructed to not play by yourself this week. I had a whole scene planned based on you being overly excitable and very frustrated." Usually, Gwen's sex toy collection was meticulously organized and properly displayed on her shelves, but at the moment an assortment of vibrators, dildos, and bondage gear lay strewn about the room, piles of latex and lingerie discarded carelessly on or around the bed. "Does this look like 'no play' to you?" Gwen kneeled on the floor, naked except for a leather collar with a steel ring. She glanced around the room and surveyed the damage of her sexual escapades, before returning her eyes to the ground. "No, Sir." "Well, since you saw fit to ignore my instructions and play with yourself without me," he chided, "I will be playing with yourself without you." He crossed the room to the wardrobe of full of various skinsuits...