You’re there at work, looking at me and thinking about getting home to jerk off or maybe you just slip into the bathroom for a break to get through the day because you can barely stand the wait to see me. Then you beg for my instructions, desperate to see me teasing you with my body; you want that release, don't you? But you know you can't have it, because ultimately, I’m the one in control, Mommy decide whether or not to give you permission and you know today isn't the day.