Custom scenario; Be dressed in office attire-a white blouse and black skirt. You would call me into your office. You tell me that you’ve been reviewing security footage of the jail I used to work in (I’m in a different department now, not important). You notice that every day at a certain time, I would do my administrative rounds. You notice that I’ve timed them so I would end up inspecting the inmate bathroom and shower room at the same time every day when the men are showering. You notice that I seem to linger a bit too long and that I give a little rub/pull on the front of my pants while...

Custom scenario; Be dressed in office attire-a white blouse and black skirt. You would call me into your office. You tell me that you’ve been reviewing security footage of the jail I used to work in (I’m in a different department now, not important). You notice that every day at a certain time, I would do my administrative rounds. You notice that I’ve timed them so I would end up inspecting the inmate bathroom and shower room at the same time every day when the men are showering. You notice that I seem to linger a bit too long and that I give a little rub/pull on the front of my pants while I’m watching.

You have a hunch that I’m turned on. You notice that in our meeting, I’m getting hard. You smile and say that my secret is safe with you. You tell me that you’d like to be there when I gave in and became their fuck toy. You invite me to jerk off and you take your top off and hike up your skirt. We masturbate together as you talk through a scenario when the guys in the shower use me. I blow them, kiss them, jerk them, and let them fuck me. On my back and not on all fours. I want them to drill me, cumming inside me, on my face, in my mouth, wherever. You’re commenting on how hard I am, jerking off, looking at you, and listening to this scene (picturing their fit bodies, ripped abs, and beautifully hard cocks). You coax me to stroke faster and harder, and eventually tell me to cum. We cum together. After we finish, you tell me you don’t have any tissues. You tell me to close my eyes and lick the cum off my hands, imagining. You press a button on your phone which is next to you. You smile and say, “Oh, this? Just ending a call I was on with your boss when you walked in. She sent me the video.” No humiliation elements, or degrading to be included.