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To no avail. Her phone buzzed again and she couldn’t ignore it. If she was being honest with herself, she didn’t want to.
Good. I like the idea of you with a drippy, needy cunt when I’m not around. Play with yourself and send me a picture, I want to see my property.
She stared at the phone for several long moments, the blood draining from her face as her heart raced. Though her brain rebelled, she knew the man on the other side of the degrading message was deadly serious. Even as she blushed, her nipples hardened under her shirt and she couldn’t stop the whimpers that she let out as she stared at the screen.
Almost without thought, she unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt and reached inside, squeezing one of her tits harshly and rolling her hard nipple between her fingers.
“Adam…” she moaned softly. She glanced at her office door, the rational part of her brain screaming at her about doing this at the office.
She stood up and quickly crossed the room, locking her door and then sinking to the floor with her back against the door. She undid her pants and shoved one hand under the constrictive fabric. She briefly considered taking her pants off altogether, but decided firmly against it in that same moment. She wasn’t going to dip to that low level.
Not yet, anyway.
“Oh, fuck…” Her fingers brushed against her swollen clit and she had to bite her lip to stop herself from crying out in pleasure. Adam didn’t like her touching herself when he was around, and it felt like it had been forever since she had been allowed to play with herself though the man had objectively only been in her life for under two weeks.
Her phone buzzed from the surface of her desk, and her gaze snapped to the innocent electronic. It was him, she already knew, and part of her wanted to leap across the room, find out what her Alpha had said…
Her fingers pressed lower, their movement hampered by her slacks, and she whimpered softly when she pressed one finger, then two inside her hot, wet pussy. The part of her that wondered what Adam had texted her faded away as she sank a little lower on the floor, spreading her legs wider. Her legs shook as she fingered herself, the pent-up need from days of edging and teasing from Adam making her fly toward orgasm far too quickly. She wanted to savor this…
She reached up with her free hand and squeezed her tit again, pinching her nipple hard like Adam would. She blushed as his image surfaced in her head, expression hard and mocking.
Suddenly, she needed to hear his voice, needed it like she needed air. She whined softly as she pulled her fingers out of her pussy and stood up, snatching her phone off the top of her desk before settling in her desk chair and squeezing her nipple hard, lifting her phone to her ear as she dialed Adam’s number.
“Chastity.” He answered after the second ring, and the amusement in his voice made her sink a little further into her chair, embarrassment and arousal warring within her.
“Adam.” Her voice was soft and breathy, but she ignored it. She was aroused, it only made sense that she sounded like a mindless slut.
A moment passed before Adam clicked his tongue softly. “Address me properly, Chastity.” His voice was soft, dangerous, and she winced.
“Um. Sir.”
He chuckled. “Better. Are you being a good girl and playing with your needy cunt like I told you to?”
Her hand left her tit and dove under her pants again, fingers pressing deep without preamble. “Yes…” she whispered. She bit her lip, desperate to moan, anxious that someone would hear.
“Are you sitting in your chair?”
“Yes…” She ground the heel of her palm against her clit and couldn’t stop the whimper she let out.
“Are you wearing pants?”
Her eyes fluttered shut as she pressed her fingers against her g-spot. Sparks of pleasure erupted in her brain, and she moaned. “Yes…”
He chuckled again. “What kind of slut plays with their cunt while they’re wearing pants? Stand up and take them off. Now.”
The part of her brain that warred against the impropriety of it was quiet in the face of her urge to obey her Alpha, and Chastity set her phone down, standing up and shimmying out of her pants until they puddled at her feet. She stared at the pile of fabric for a moment before she delicately stepped out of it, nudging her pants under her desk.
She sat back down and picked up her phone, holding it up to her ear. She didn’t say anything, but she knew he could hear her shallow breathing.
“Did you listen, girl?”
She whimpered. “Yes. Sir.”
“Now spread your legs over the arms of your chair. Split that pussy wide for me.”
The stretch was uncomfortable as she obeyed, but the discomfort in her thigh muscles was nothing compared to the mortification she felt as her pussy was exposed to the cool air. She didn’t have to reach between her legs to know that the vulnerable feeling, the exposure made her even wetter than she already had been.
“Get your fingers in that slutty pussy, Omega. You know you want to.” She whimpered and obeyed the cruel command, pushing her fingers deep inside her dripping slit. It was so much easier without pants, and it wasn’t long before she was stifling moans by biting her lip, thrusting her fingers in and out of her pussy with abandon.
