something that keeps me going 😈

My phone vibrated against the table.

“Hello, Mistress,” he said quietly.

I smiled. “You sound nervous.”

“A little.”

“Good. Now tell me why you called.”

There was a pause.

“Because I wanted your attention.”

“And what makes you think you deserve it?”

He hesitated. I could practically hear him blushing through the phone.

“I don’t know if I do.”

“That’s right.”

I let the silence linger before continuing.

“Open your banking app.”

I heard him moving around.

“You’re really going to do this?”

“I asked you to.”

A few seconds passed.

Then my phone chimed.

I looked at the transfer and smiled.

“Pathetic,” I teased. “You really sent it just because I told you to.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

The nervousness in his voice made me smile even wider.

“Say it properly.”

“I wanted to make you happy.”

I leaned back, enjoying the control I had over the conversation.

“Good boy.”

The silence on the other end told me exactly how much those two words affected him.

And knowing that I could make him feel that way with nothing more than my voice and a simple command was.., intoxicating.