"I told you to get yourself off, Father. that generally includes orgasm... otherwise I'd have simply told you to masturbate. Are we going to have a listening problem? Eyes forward, please."
She leaned against the doorjamb, a silk bag in her hand as she watched him from behind, cold and calculating as she studied his figure. It annoyed her for some reason that he'd been so quick to give in - she had no plans on giving him any chance to resist, but that was one little challenge he'd taken from her. She would take it out on him later... that and the rest of her frustrations in general.
For now, she watched him manipulate his cock with an expertise no man of god should have, and waited for his orgasm. As soon as she saw him begin to release she stepped up behind hi, fingers rough in his hair as she pulled his head back to look up up at her. She wanted to see the expressions in his face.