I reached up with both of my hands and cupped my breasts gently at first. Just feeling the weight of them in my hands. I was shocked when my body actually did respond. I did not know if I was just starving for the touch or reaction to the sight, but I didn't care either. A rush of pleasure went through me, and I needed more. I ran a finger over my n*****s, feeling them harden and grow more sensitive. I rewarded them with a pinch, which drew a sharp breath out of me.
“You liked that didn't you, sub?" Trev asked.
“Yes, Master," I answered.
“Lick your fingers and do it again," he demanded.
I did, and this time I couldn't stop the moan that exploded. The wet, slick pads of my fingers made it hard to grip the tiny nub, but that only forced me to pinch them harder. I arched my back as I cont
