He looked me over, touching my hair, feeling my clothes. “Strip. Now. Nice and slow for me baby.” Fucking hell. My hands reached for my jacket first, slowly peeling it off, exposing my pale shoulders. Already I was squirming. Needy. Desperate. “Please Sir.” “Slow.” My shoes next, then my pants. My part was soaked. I couldn’t hide my arousal from him, from him watching me. My shirt came off, exposing my small tits. He chuckled, clearly amused. I couldn’t hold in my whimpers any longer. “Please Daddy please let me take it off.” I was left in only my panties, a pale lavender bow on top, the lace tight against my ass and the bottom wet. Fuck. I love when he watches me.

A short story I wrote while desperate and needy, thinking of being told to undress so slowly, fuck. My cunt aches. Comment your opinions!!