House Rules
"Now i want you to masturbate." she says.
You blink. "Sorry?"
"I want you to masturbate, but i don't give you my consent to ejaculate."
You do know what she means. She wants to test your resolve to not give in to your urges.
You start. Charlotte watches you with that expression that gives nothing away, as if she's observing data.
She lets it go on for a while. Long enough for you to reach the edge.
"Stop! Show me you are not a beast and I'm not wasting my time with you."
You strengthen your will and manage somehow to stop.
"I want to be clear," she says, in the same even tone. "That was not a reward. That was a demonstration. The point is this: with consent, what you did last night would have been acceptable. Without it, it was a violation."
You sit there. Aching. Hating how much sense she makes.