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The Demonstration

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A story written for a friend of mine who enjoys getting men to masturbate for her. Sorry guys I expect a rush of people to ask who she is - you will just have to hunt her down through other means as she's not on this site.Hope you enjoy.The DemonstrationShe felt her usual twinges of excitement mixed with a delicious nervous anticipation as she drove to the meeting. Her mind wandering forward to what might happen and backwards to how she had got there. For the moment she forced herself to concentrate on driving but a smile remained on her face. She drove up to the hotel: it was completely unremarkable, a typical business hotel on the edge of a suburban town. It met her need for anonymity today. She walked to reception to check in and as she did she caught a glimpse of herself in a mirror. She was not displeased with what she saw -- a well kept middle-aged business woman dressed in a smart suit. Her skirt was long enough to be considered conservative but the split on the side added just a touch of sexiness. The same was true of the blouse and jacket unbuttoned enough to show a hint of cleavage but no more. A man walking out turned his head and for a moment his eyes followed her. She smiled. She liked to turn heads.The check-in was fast and efficient and she headed to the room pulling a trolley case behind her. She knew it was almost empty but it was part of the charade for the staff -- a woman with no baggage attracts attention. The room was as anonymous as the hotel -- a double bed, a comfortable chair, a desk built into the wall and wardrobe built into the wall by the door to the small bathroom. She deposited her bag by the chair, poured herself a glass of water from the free bottle on the table. The room would suit her purpose but needed a little rearrangement. She pushed the bed back against the wall to leave a large space and positioned the comfortable chair into her ideal position. As she did this she thought about him. She knew he would be waiting nearby for her signal -- she had told him the time and place and that she expected him within 5 minutes of her message. She also had made clear he was not to wait inside the hotel or car park so as not to attract attention.Satisfied with the layout of the room she sat down and looked at her watch: five minutes after the time she had told him. She smiled -- she knew the wait would be making him more nervous and more excited. She decided to make him wait a little longer and turned on the television for a few minutes. It was hard to concentrate on the programme as in her mind she was imagining him waiting. After five more minutes she pulled her phone from her handbag and typed in a short text message. All it said was "I'm Ready" and the number of the room. As she hit the send key a delicious sense of power tingled through her -- she knew he would react at once. She had kept him waiting but he would be there in double quick time. Her nipples hardened at the thought of what was to come and she felt a smile on her face.The minutes passed and she tried to watch the TV to occupy her mind but distraction was impossible. Her body was aroused by the power yet still a slight nervousness played in her mind. Footsteps outside then a knock at the door. Her stomach flipped. A moment's lack of composure as she turned off the TV almost fumbling the remote control then she felt her confidence return and that wonderful sense of power again."Wait a moment" she called. It was only a few feet to the door and there was nothing to keep her from opening it, but she wanted to assert her control from the outset. She got up, poured another glass of water for herself, adjusted her skirt and top in the mirror and finally walled to the door. She only opened it a crack saying as she did: "wait until I call you."At the that she walked back to the chair she had selected, sat down and called in a loud, firm voice:"Come in. And make sure you close the door after you. Put the Do No Disturb sign on while you are at it."The door opened and he walked in. He was much as she had imagined. Upright, average height and dressed smartly in a dark suit. She was not displeased but not overly impressed either. A smart businessman with trappings of success. She knew she would soon make those irrelevant. She gestured to a point in the middle of the room she had cleared and told him to stand there."I want to look at you first."Her eyes ran up and down his body. The sense of control again rippling through her. A tingling in her groin told her, her pussy was damp and aroused, her nipples felt firm and hard on her breasts. "Turn around." Silently he did as instructed. She looked him over again. The suit hang well but showed the inevitable wrinkles of wear. She was not in the least bit interested in his clothes but his modelling to order stroked the dominate streak in her."You'll do. I want you to undress for me. Take everything off except your underpants and stand back where you are facing me. Don't leave things untidy -- hang everything in the wardrobe behind you."With that he slipped his jacket off and slid open the wardrobe door. Carefully he found an hanger and put it inside. She watched him lean down and undo his shoes. Each one removed followed by the socks which he placed in the shoe it went with. Next his trousers which he folded over another hanger in the cupboard. There was a slightly comical look about him in the shirt and tie but with bare legs and it made her smile more. She was doing this. The tie was next, hung over the jacket and finally the shirt, also hung up neatly as required. He returned to his position and she looked him over again."Don't move" she said firmly as she stood up and walked near him. Looking him over. His underpants were tight black jockey style ones. They bulged and showed the clear outline of a partially erect cock. A damp patch where it had already been leaking. Saying nothing she walked around him. She was close enough that she knew he could smell her perfume. It was carefully chosen to leave a memory -- the scent strong, erotic and womanly. She felt his eyes looking at her cleavage as passed close enough to feel his warm breath on her. There was an electric tension in the air.Twice more she circled him quietly, watching his cock visibly harden more as she looked over him. She knew her clitoris was as even harder but as well hidden as all her sexual power. Finally she walked back to the chair and settled into it. She slipped her feet out of her shoes as she crossed her legs. She saw him watching as her toes played with a shoe dangling in the air. The slit of her skirt open just enough to show the barest hint of a stocking top but certainly no bare skin."Time to start your demonstration for me" she said trying to sound as matter as fact as her arousal would allow. "Drop those pants and show me what you've got."With that he moved his hands to his hips and pushed the pants down, helping them passed his cock which sprung out as the pants fell to the floor. Not quite fully erect it stood proud from his body. Swaying and pulsing with his heart beat. She felt a smile as he stood naked in front of her. The knowledge he was hers to command arousing her even more."Well don't leave them there, they look untidy. Put them way." She gestured at his disregarded pants. Without a word he picked them up and carried them to the wardrobe. She watched his buttocks as he moved the short distance. It was a good bum she thought: firm and pert. An image of him using it to power copulatory thrusts into her ran unbidden through her mind. Unconsciously her legs parted slightly as she imaged what their love making might feel like. Her juices oozed from her at the fantasy.She started, realising her mind was wandering. This was about other things, those fantasies -- sweet as they were -- could wait.He was standing back in the spot when she next looked. Her eyes on his cock again: still firm but dropping slightly. A visible wet pearl glistened on it end."Show me how hard it gets. Do what you do when all alone. Make it nice and hard for me."He needed no further encouragement. A hand reached down and was making a fist around it. The foreskin moving slowly up and down. "Stop!"Without hesitation he let go leaving the penis hard and proud. His automatic response to her commands sent another spasm of pleasure through her. The well dressed businessman who had entered the room was now naked before her. He was controlled entirely by her words and the power of her personality. She could sense his desire for her, see his arousal visible in the most obvious way. The power was one of the most erotic things she had ever felt. Her clit pulsing, her nipples tight and her juices running, she was as turned on as she could ever remember being. It would have been so easy to reach down and touch herself but she refrained -- the drug of control was even better in the moment than the lure of a rapid physical climax."Pull it slowly for me now..." she commanded."... oh yes that's good" as his hand moved up and down the shaft. "Now start scratching your balls. Go on... Flick them lightly"Her commands came thick and fast and he followed each one without question. His breathing deeper and faster now. She watched his finger playing with the scrotum as commanded while the other hand continued moving rhythmically up and down the shaft."I want to see the top of your penis. Pull your foreskin back. Slowly now, I want to see it fully exposed each time. That's right slowly up... and down. Up.... and down." His hand slowed to the rhythm of her words. Each word she said moved his hand and the knowledge of the control sent yet more pleasures through her."Ohhh that's nice. Really nice, you would like me doing that wouldn't you eh? "He nodded."Answer me when I ask question!" she snapped firmly."Y.. Yes" he responded. It was the first word he'd spoken since he arrived. She smiled. It had been so easy to set this up. He had revealed his fantasy to her and after a few short conversations she knew it was now burning in his mind. An itch that needed scratching. After that she knew a mail with the instructions would be followed to the letter. And here was the result in front of her. He mind came back to the present."Good boy. Keep doing that for me. Think of how you're naked before me. In my power...""Up.... and down. Up... and down. Up... and down. Doing exactly as I say." "Lovely rhythm...""Keep going...""Just like that. Up... and down. Up... and down."The words flowed from her easily now. The easy control intoxicating her. The naked man in front of her, his every movement controlled by her. Her own arousal now so high she felt her own breathing deepen as she tried to control herself. She did not want any hint of her arousal to be visible. To him she was cool and in control. Inwardly her body burned. "So nice to see those juices of yours starting to dribble... a bit faster now because I want you to shoot those juices hard and fast.... But remember ONLY when I tell you..."His hand moved quicker, his breathing following."I can nearly hear it throbbing... Go on pump your cock with your hand... You love that don't you?""Tell me you love that... ""I love that" he echoed."Tell me you want to wank for me!""I want to wank for you" he echoed again quietly."Louder!""I WANT TO WANK FOR YOU""Come on ... tell me .. you want to be naked just for me don't you ...""I want to be naked just for you.""I control your every pleasure don't I?""You control my every pleasure.""And your pleasure controls you doesn't it?""Yes my pleasure controls me." His breath and words now heavy.Each reply sent another shiver through her. He was becoming completely hers to control. Her toy to do with as she wanted. The power the ultimate drug for her."STOP!"Without a thought his hand stopped."Let it go."It stood erect. A deep red colour, the foreskin back, the head exposed. It twitched to his heart beat."Good boy. Now tell me why I should let you continue?"He was quiet."Come on, I asked you a question. Why should I let you continue?""Because I want to cum?" There was a question in his voice."But that's what you want isn't it? I thought I'd told you this was about that I want. It's just good luck you are a pathetic male with a fetish for wanking naked in front of women isn't it? I'm doing this because I enjoy the power over you and I've proved it haven't it? Tell me how much in my power you are.""I am totally in your power" he meekly replied. The reality of his words sent a tingle through her -- more than sexual the pleasure was deep in her."Tell me what you are.""I am a man with a fetish for wanking naked in front of women.""You missed something.""I am a pathetic man with a fetish for wanking naked in front of women."A smile ran across her face as she enjoyed his discomfort. His cock visibly starting to sag now."You may take it again. Slowly like before. Pull the skin right back each time."She watched as he needed no further encouragement to start the rhythmic movements. As he did she reached to the side of chair into her bag and removed the one thing inside: a camera. She lined it up and briefly depressed the button on its movie setting."I'm going to capture you for my collection. And if you are bad I might even share this with some friends to show the power a real woman has." More twinges of pleasure as she said that."Now faster for me...""Up and down. Up and down...""Faster...""Harder..."His movements following her every command she kept the instructions up thick and fast. Her very words her own pleasures. Her language becoming cruder as his rhythm quickened."Come on I want to see you spurt everywhere... ""That's it... good boy.... you are such wanker for me...""Oh your face looks intense... ""Come on harder .." "Do it faster I said!" "Tell me you're my dirty wanker.""I'm your dirty wanker.""All you want is to wank for me.""All I want is to wank for you.""Tell me your cock belongs to me!""My cock belongs to you!""Now cum for me now. Call my name as you do.... NOW. CUM NOW!"At that she saw his hand pull back on his cock. Still for an almost imperceptible moment then a twitch. A throb. A jerk. Finally a squirt. The sound of her name mumbled as his cock pumped streams of fertile semen was one of the sexiest things she had ever heard."Ohhhhhh yessssss lovely... All that cum.... sexy boy... I love that......" Her words encouraging him as his juices spurt thick and creamy from his red hard cock. A wave of pleasure ran through her at the thought of what she's made him do. Her climax less physical than his but as much, or maybe even more of a pleasure because of it. "Good you're a horny fucker.... I so love it when you do that........."With that she picked up the camera and took more pictures before returning it in to the bag. Still warm from the pleasure of her control she was determined not to reveal her pleasure to him. She picked up the handle of the bag and walked to the door."You can shower before you leave. The key is on the table. Don't forget to settle the bill before you leave."And with that she leaned over, kissed him tenderly on the cheek saying: "you'll always be mine now, remember that" and walked out without another glance behind her.

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