"..." I wait with full-blown anxiety for Esther's next move. Every second that passes without her doing something makes me more nervous, and strangely, even this anxiety has started to feel exciting.
'N-Never thought I'd ever be anxious for something that hurts…' I want her to do something already! Whether it's touching me or spanking my ass! Just as long as she does it soon! But she's deliberately staying quiet!
She does nothing, and because she makes no sound, all that's left in the room is the sound of droplets dripping from me onto the floor. I start panting, turning red. With every second, I get more aroused just from the pure anticipation that she'll act in the next moment.
"E-Esther, please do something!!" I say, unable to take it anymore. It feels like an eternity since she last did anything.
"..." All I get in reply is silence, total silence that feeds my anxiety even more. Is Esther still here? Why isn't she answering? Why can't I hear anything besides my own body?.
