New Toys for Grace

<TELL ME WHAT YOU NEED FROM ME, PET.

Blake typed without thinking.

>I NEED TO CUM FORR U

The replies were instant now; she was on her phone, watching for his reply.

<GOOD BOY.

Blake waited, jerking faster. He actually let out a little pleading moan, like a dog teased for a treat. It was like she knew.

<HEHE... PATIENCE GETS REWARDED.

<OBEDIENCE GETS REWARDED.

<CUM FOR GRACE, BLAKE.

<CUM FOR ME.

Blake was shooting his load with a throaty sigh before the last message came in, but seeing it only helped push him harder. He shuddered as he came and his hand was a blur, until he peaked through the clouds and began to ride the high, his cock pulsing in his hand. There was cum everywhere and his hand and shaft were slick with natural lubricant, but he didn't care. He tapped out a reply with his free hand.

>THANK YIOU

She replied quickly.

<THANK WHO, MY PET?

>THANK YOU GRACE

>THANK YOU MISTRESS

He typed both, feeling particularly attached to Grace's power in his post-nut blissfulness.

<GOOD BOY, BLAKE.

He smiled at his screen as the praise washed through him, and he finally finished stroking. With a sigh, he put his phone away and began to unroll paper to deal with his mess. It wasn't until he was done and stepping out of the cubicle, a wad of paper stuffed down his pants to keep things a little drier until he could get home, that he checked his phone again to see that Grace had texted one more time.

<SEE YOU TONIGHT MY GOOD LITTLE BOY.

Blake nearly jumped for joy.

END