Surrender III (Audio Script)

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This episode contains elements of intense romance practiced by two consenting adults. Please listen at your own discretion and research safe practices before attempting to do any of the acts you hear depicted.

Oh god, this is more difficult than I thought.

Okay, just focus.

I can just rest my foot on here and…

Putting in a wearable vibrator in a public bathroom while wearing a tight dress isn’t as easy as it sounds.

If I can just…

Okay, yep, that’s… oh, that’s a big toy.

I had never seen one like this before today.

It’s shaped like a U, made of soft silicone, and… it’s got two ends.

One meant for my G-spot… and the other for my clit.

The bulb end inside me is a little bigger than I’m used to, but…

it feels really good.

Okay… toy in… hands washed.

Hmm, you were right: my hair does look nice pinned back.

I never used to wear it like this—I always thought my forehead was too big.

Or, in all honesty, I just never had the confidence to try something new.

But I guess there are a lot of things I didn’t do before I met you.

I didn’t like to be tied up.

I didn’t like to be degraded.

I didn’t like to beg for pleasure. And I certainly didn’t like the idea of wearing a vibrating sex toy in public. Especially while wearing a bodycon dress that is so out of my comfort zone.

But that’s what tonight is about… you controlling everything.

Every aspect of me: the shoes, the dress, the hair, the silicone toy completely filling me up…

Okay, time to get back to the table.

All of this was your idea.

We’ve been meeting in the same hotel room every third Friday for about six months now. The stability has been nice, but last week I told you I wanted to try something different.

You suggested the cocktail bar on the roof of the hotel.

It would be a nice change of scenery, you told me. And a great place for us to take our games to the next level.

So, now I’ve got this toy in my underwear… and you’ll be controlling it with an app on your phone all night.

“Hey, gorgeous.

All good?”

You stand to greet me and move to pull out my chair.

I flash you a knowing smile and a quick nod as I climb on top of the high barstool.

Our table is right next to the rooftop wall, with the city lights sparkling all around us. Everything looks small from up here, like a model of a city instead of the real thing.

We’re a little tucked back into the corner of the bar.

I can see some of the other tables, but we’re out of view for the most part.

I wonder if you chose this table for that reason.

“So… if you’re ready, I’d like to begin.”

Your voice is low and soft, but the dark look in your eyes makes me sit a little straighter.

“Yes, Sir.”

“You will do as I say the entire evening.

That toy will remain inside you until I give you permission to take it out.”

My thighs clench together a little, and I can feel myself tightening around the soft bulbed end of the toy.

I have no idea how strong the vibrations will be, how loud the toy is once you turn it on, or… how I’m going to manage not to passion all over myself in this pretty dress.

“You will use our safe word if at any point you need a break from this game.

And most importantly: you will not passion until I say you can.

Is that understood?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“And sweetheart?”

“Yes?”

“You look incredible this evening.”

I feel a flush of heat roll through my entire body.

God, I love this arrangement we have.

I’ve never felt so… understood, so cared for.

I wouldn’t call it love—not at all.

I’m not under any kind of illusions here that this is leading to anything serious between us.

It was our second meeting, and you took some time during our aftercare session to explain a little about the connection we’re building.

How deep and intense it can be, and how it can often lead to your clients developing feelings for you.

“I’ll have a martini, dry.

And, for the lady, I think she’ll do the raspberry mojito.

Does that come with fresh fruit?

Yeah, that would be great, thank you.

You can just charge it to the room.

Yeah, of course.

It’s room 708.

Yeah, the name is Theo Thompson.

Thanks.”

I still remember the look in your eyes that night.

You seemed almost a little… I don’t know, concerned for me.

You pulled me in close and talked about how you try to keep a firm line between your work and your personal life.

How things have to remain on a professional level.

I can only imagine how easy it is for your clients to fall for you.

I mean, your literal job is to craft and deliver people’s perfect fantasies.

I have given it some thought since then… and while I care about you and you have become a pretty important person in my life, I like what we have for what it is.

I’m not interested in love.

I mean, you’re romantic with me—but it’s just part of the package.

It’s not anything deeper.

You’re only mine for three hours every few weeks… and I’m totally fine with that.

“Now, where were we?”

“You were telling me how breathtaking I am…

And how you’re going to go easy on me tonight?”

“I don’t think that’s where I was going with that.”

You undo the button on your jacket and slip your phone out of your breast pocket.

You put it on the table and swipe your screen to unlock it.

My heart starts to race a little as I watch your fingers scroll through the apps.

“You will get what I give you…”

With a few quick motions on your screen, the toy starts vibrating inside me.

“Oh…. god.”

“And you will thank me for it.”

Another tap on your phone makes the vibrations a little more intense.

“Yes, Sir.

Thank you…”

Oh fuck.

That feels really good.

It’s still only vibrating inside me for now, which is good.

You know how sensitive my clit is, and something tells me you’re saving that for when I’m truly desperate.

This… this is going to be harder than I thought.

We’re just getting started, and I can already feel myself getting wetter each time I move a little… I can feel the toy pressing up against me…

“Ah, and here come our drinks.

Think you can make it without moaning out loud?

Let’s see…”

You tap a few buttons on your phone and—oh my god.

I was wrong, I guess you weren’t planning to wait that long.

The part of the toy that’s pressed against my clit begins to vibrate, and my thighs instinctively clench even harder together.

The waitress takes her time placing the martini in front of you and my mojito in front of me.

She offers me a smile, and I try to put on my best ‘nothing is happening under the table’ face.

“Could you bring me over some extra olives when you get a chance?

Thanks.

Anything else for you, sweetheart?”

Oh god.

Of course, you want me to talk.

You want to see just how well I can keep my composure.

The waitress turns to face me, and you flash me a devilish grin from across the table.

“No, umm…

no, I’m good. Thank you so much.

We’re all good here…”

She gives me a nod and places two little dishes full of pretzels in front of us.

Oh god, I wish she would just leave already, this is unbearable…

“That’s great, thank you.”

“Fuck, I almost couldn’t keep it in… That feels so good, Sir…”

“I really thought you were going to lose it there for a minute.”