He liked her attention as soon as it was demanded, He knew that it was sometimes impossible or impractical for her to hear Him across a crowded and lively room, but none the less, it still irritated Him. He spoke quietly, moving His mouth close to her ear, "Go up to the room, get the remote controlled vibrator, put it inside your cunt and bring the remote control to Me.." her eyes darted from His gaze, looking around her quickly, worried that somebody else had overheard His instructions. Taking her face in His hands, His eyes catching hers, keeping them fixed on Him, His mouth.. As He waited until she took a deep, calm breath..
His tone was firmer this time, "Go now girl, I wont tell you again".
She took the stairs to the room - more time to think, to keep those deep, calming breaths coming she thought. The carpet was thick and bouncy under her shoes, 'nice colour' she mumbled aloud, noting the deep red of the carpet underfoot. The room was on the second floor, 'god, it's warm in here' she thought to herself, her eyes adjusting themselves, half squinting through her lashes, nose wrinkling up at the daylight glaring through the window, filling the room. Grabbing a handful of curtain, she swished them across the glass, blocking the streams of light that were heating the room to an air less warmth. She stood still, her hands still holding on to the curtain fabric, enjoying the steadily cooling quietness. Not a sound. It wasnt often that she enjoyed this silence.. Maybe it was the fact that she knew, even subconsciously, she should have been on her way back downstairs already.
Oh my god, Hes going to be mad with me,. she clicked back into the real world, remembering why she was upstairs in the first place.. the vibrator.
Fuck, fuck, fuck she spoke, each word louder than the last one as she rushed about, from one side of the room to the other, trying to find the damn thing. She stopped, stood still, her mouth twisted to one side as she bit her lip. Concentrate, come on now, think, s, think where is it! her heart raced faster, she knew that He was waiting, and now, had been waiting too long. Turning on her heel, she looked around the room, her eyes scanning.. There was nowhere else to look. Shed looked in every bag, every drawer, every cupboard that she could possibly see nothing it was nowhere. What a dilemma. She tried to weigh up the consequences of returning empty handed, as well as with an empty cunt, knowing full well that if He had to come and find it Himself, He would not be amused. But if she spent any more time there, she knew that He would become concerned. Ok, Ive looked, there is nothing more I can do.. she spoke to herself, reassuring herself that she was making the right decision to return empty handed. As she moved towards the door to leave the room, the door opened.