Jerk Off For Me

I Always Get What I want

If I ask a man made to jerk off for me, I expect him to do it without thinking about it. Imagine being so enamored with me that if I tell you to pull your cock out in public and stroke it…you do it. No ifs, ands, or buts! The first time I broke a man in happens to be my most fondest memory of submission and power play. Something about him told me he was packing a nice big cock that I knew could take a milking.

His name was Steven, and he wasn’t a cocky asshole; he was sweet and shy. He was immediately drawn to me when he overheard me at work (yes, this job!). Steven was a close friend of my brother and was dropping off a piece of furniture since he had a truck. Sadly, I didn’t know what time he was going to arrive, so I continued taking my jerk off, sensual phone sex call.

He Overheard Me Doing Phone Sex

There I was, wrapping up a call that was all about sensual pain play. I was in the domination zone as I told my submissive to jerk off for me. Once I gave the word to cum, we ended our call, and I found Steven outside my door grinning. “Your brother told me what you do, but I didn’t really believe him. What was the call you just did? Sounded hot!” he said. “Haha, oh you heard me, huh? Well, I was doing a jerk off call…Basically, I tell men how to touch themselves and when they can cum, if I even let them cum. It’s all up to me” I said with a sort of pride in my voice.

“No shit? How many guys call to have you tell them to jerk off?” He said with surprise. “You’d be surprised! Have you ever called an adult line?” I asked not expecting him to be honest. “Actually, I have. Legit had a whole phone mistress and everything, but we never did that kind of call,” he said with a smile.

I Want You To Jerk Off For Me

“Well, you’re missing out, Steven. When a man says he wants to jerk off for me, I relish it. Who wouldn’t want that kind of control over someone?” I asked with a twinkle in my eye. “Steven, I want you to jerk off for me, right now,” I said with total confidence and control. It came out like a question, but the look on face let him know it was a command. “I would be honored, Scarlett” he said as he stood a little straighter.

“Good. Take out your cock, jerk off slowly. Don’t be a greedy piggy.” I said. He obeyed immediately. His hands shook just slightly as he unbuttoned his jeans, but the second he wrapped his hand around himself, I could see how badly he wanted to please me. That shy smile disappeared and turned into pure focus. “Look at me while you jerk off,” I said softly. He did exactly what I told him to do. I loved the way he kept checking my face for approval after every slow stroke. Men always pretend they want control, but Steven looked relieved letting me take it from him. “Good boy,” I teased. “That’s it. Nice and slow.”

Listen To My Voice

“You really do this all day?” he asked breathlessly. “Mhm. Men love when I tell them to jerk off for me. Especially sweet boys like you.” That made him groan quietly. I stepped closer and brushed my fingertips lightly against his wrist just enough to make him shiver. “You’re already close, aren’t you?” He nodded immediately. “Cute. But you don’t get to cum until I say so.”

Steven let out the softest whimper at that, and honestly, it only made me want to push him further. There was something addictive about watching a shy man completely fall apart for me. I let him struggle for another minute before finally smiling at him. “Alright, Steven. Cum for me.”

Because after that day, Steven never walked into my house the same way again. Every time he saw me, I could feel him remembering exactly what it felt like to stand there and jerk off for me while I controlled every second of it.

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