I think she likes me

I think I have a gorgeous cunt. I really do. I think it's beautiful. My clit is larger than most, and is far too often swollen even larger, making sure I can feel it when I walk. I get sopping wet sometimes, and love the pressure on my clit to the point that I'm perfectly comfortable squeezing my legs together.
One thing I love to do, and do quite often, is settle in to fuck myself. I use it as a treat, I use it as a punishment, I use it as a distraction. Long story short: I love pleasure as much as everyone else. And I don't express much self-control over it.
I also love fucking myself in front of people. I like to show off, what can I say?
My favorite is to fuck myself in front of a long haired femme top. Mostly because she's never stunned like a lot of men or butches. She licks her lips, she shifts in her chair, which is the only way I know she likes what she sees.
She has my ankles tied back, legs spread, knees in the air. She starts with my arms tied down as well, leaning in to blow on my clit softly. I whimper, but she is relentless. Her eyes scan over me. She smiles as I whimper a little harder, starting to whine. I could fight harder to keep my mouth shut, but she's not going to give me even the relief of a slap across my pussy. She's just going to smile, laugh at me a little.
She leans in, shifting her glasses snugly on her nose, and leans over, and I think she's going to blow on my swollen, over ripe clit but she doesn't. She simply waits. Slowly, her fingers work the knots on the rope around my wrist. I have one hand free, but I'm too nervous to move my hand.
She leans back, lighting a cigarette. "Touch yourself, pretty girl."
I nod, immediately putting two fingers on my clit, rubbing it back and forth up and down. I am wet. I can feel it dripping down, over my ass. I am too wet and am having trouble getting the rough friction I want desperately right now. I put my hand to my tongue, licking my fingers clean, and immediately put them to my clit.
She nods approvingly as my fingers move roughly over my clit. I moan louder, breathing faster, harder. My hips move against my fingers, grinding, circling. She takes my hand, pulling it to my side and tying it back down where it was. I cry out, and I almost feel tears start to well. I struggle not to call her names.
"Please, please, please" I whisper over and over. She runs her hands over my inner thighs and goosebumps perk up where her hands have been. My pussy aches. I am desperate for her fingers.
"I want to see how wet you are, pretty girl." I fight back a gleeful smile. Her fingers slide inside me with ease and she begins to fuck. I gasp, I writhe, I arch against her as she slides in a third finger and eventually a fourth. My cunt hurts, stretched wide open. I feel like her fingers are ripping me apart and I beg her not to stop.
"You're such a good girl for me." I nod, whimpering out a thank you. "You want me to stop?" I shake my head, crying out in amorphous sobs. "You're going to take it for me, then."
I nod and she lets my hand go again. Immediately it is on my clit, raking nails over my cunt, trying desperately to get enough friction to cum. My hips push against her fingers, pushing harder and harder, feeling her deeper inside me. Her fingers are stretching me. I ache.
I tense around her and cry out, cumming hard over her fingers and hand. With my arm and legs still tied back I can't tense and simply cry out louder, tense my cunt harder. I cum with everything I have, until I almost can't breathe.
I tremble as she unties me, curling onto her lap and stroking my hair.