(2) A week went by as I waited anxiously for his call. My mi..

(2) A week went by as I waited anxiously for his call. My mind was constantly thinking about our first encounter, and it was difficult to stay my hand. His command that I don't orgasm until he allowed it just added to my need. Around 4 pm on the eighth day of waiting, a Thursday, I was laying on the couch scrolling through my phone. I had been toying with the idea of watching a little porn even though it would only torment me when I got a call from an unknown number. I answered on the first ring and immediately sat at attention when I heard his voice. "Hello, slave. Have you been a good girl?" Damn his voice was sexy. I answered in what I hoped was a seductive whisper, "Yes master. I have not had an orgasm since my night with you." "Perfect." He paused and I waited in heated silence for what felt like an eternity. "Do you own a revealing dress?" It took me a second to mentally think through my wardrobe before answering, "Yes master, I own a few." "Good. I want you to come over at 5 pm wearing your best dress. No makeup. I prefer a natural look." "Yes, master. I will get ready right now." "Good girl." Then he hung up. I immediately went to the closet in my bedroom and found the perfect dress. It was deep red and flowy but still clung to my body. The length hit mid-thigh and the back was dipped to just above my bra line. The best part was how the V front hit the end of my breastbone and my large breasts practically fell out of it every time I wore it. Usually, I had fashion tape to keep them in place but I figured easy access would be best so I disregarded the tape. I paired the dress with a silky black thing and a matching unlined black silk bra. Once I finished getting ready, I went to my master's house and arrived with a few minutes to spare. When I stepped out of my car I took a moment to adjust everything and make sure my overcoat was cinched tightly to accentuate my curves, then I walked up to the front door. I noticed a fancy whiteboard type item hanging by the door with a note that simply said Come In Slave. So I opened the door and took off my coat right there, so I could be seen through the large glass panel of the door, making sure my cleavage faced the street. When I looked around no one was there, but the tv in the living room was on so I walked in. There was a small array of sex toys laid out on the carpet, and I noticed that there was a porn video paused on the screen. I remembered his instructions, that I should masturbate with toys while watching porn if he wasn't here to greet me. I sat down in front of the toys and saw a tv remote and a note that said, "Press play, have the volume up, and orgasm so hard your moans are louder than the video." Just reading the note got me wet, so I pressed play and turned up the volume, then ran my hand over the toys. There was a clit vibrator, a ball gag, nipple clamps, and a dildo machine for me to sit on. ❤️ The story continues next week! ❤️