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Surrender II (Audio Script)
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For the past couple of months, she’s been having private sessions with the city’s most sought-after Dom-for-hire. Every encounter leaves her with a transformative high, rediscovering facets of herself she never knew existed. Tonight, he’s promised an evening of praise while taking her to her limits. MDom romantic Audio ✅ intense romance ✅ Audio Sex Story ✅ Spicy Audio Porn ✅ Bondage ✅ Body Worship ✅ Sexy American Accent
Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.
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Mmmm…
“Is that okay?”
“A little tighter.”
“How about now?”
“Mm, yeah…
that’s perfect.”
I flex my hands a few times, feeling the soft material of the cuffs rub against my wrists.
It’s crazy that I used to hear about this bondage stuff and wonder who on earth would be into that.
Being willingly restrained, giving up control, relying entirely on someone else to keep you safe, comfortable, satisfied…
it just didn’t seem like it was for me.
That was before you, though.
“You want the ankles just like last time?”
“Yes, please.”
You grip my ankle and drag it gently to the corner of the bed.
You touch me with care, but there’s a firmness to the way you wrap the leather just above my foot, a constant reminder that you’re in control.
We’ve been doing this for nearly three months now, this little arrangement.
The same hotel, the same hotel room, every other Friday.
I wonder if they give you a discount on the room or something.
I’m just one of your clients, but… I don’t actually know how many others you have.
These three hours we have together… they’re almost sacred to me.
Every session leaves me feeling like a new person.
To be honest, I think I kind of am becoming a new person, thanks to you.
When we first met, I was just so… drained.
And lost.
I knew I needed to rebuild my life, but I had no idea where to start.
And now…
embracing my desires… living the life I really want to live…
it all comes pretty naturally these days.
“Wiggle around a bit for me? Good.”
You sit on the edge of the bed and trace your fingertips along my bare inner thigh.
“Safe word?”
“Daisy.”
“Good.
What do you want for tonight?
When you leave here… how do you want to feel?”
Your hands trail down my neck, your fingertips grazing ever so softly down to my breasts.
The goosebumps travel down my naked body as your touch inches lower.
You stop at my navel and draw little circle patterns on my skin.
“I want you to control my pleasure.
You decide when I passion… and how much…”
“Go on…”
“And when I leave, I want to feel… full.
Like I’m overflowing with energy.”
“Mm, I like that.”
You climb on top of me, straddling me with a leg on either side.
I feel the soft bulge in your pants pressing against me and I push my hips up a little.
“Somebody needs a lesson in patience.
I’ll leave that for another day.”
You pull your shirt over your head and… my hands instinctively flex in the cuffs.
I want to touch you…
It must be obvious how desperate I am…
because you lean forward and press your lips against mine.
You drag your lips down my neck, over my collarbone… down right between my breasts.
You place your hand on my breasts and gently knead them… before planting a soft bite on each one.
Your lips graze over my stomach
Your touch is so soft I wonder if I’m imagining it…
All the way down, you keep dragging your lips down my core… until you’re hovering just over my thighs.
Fuck, your breath is warm… your face is so close to my pussy.
And if I just… part my legs a little…
“You’re eager tonight.”
“Well… you’re really… making me wait for it, aren’t you?”
“Ah-ah, you forgot something.”
“You’re really making me wait, Sir.”
“Yeah.
I am.”
You drag your tongue through me and… tease my pussy.
You draw lazy circles around me before settling on my clit.
You curl your hands around my thighs and I flex against the restraints again.
I arch myself forward, trying to get more of you, but the restraints are doing their job well.
I’m completely at your mercy, and I can tell you want to draw this out.
I stare up at the ceiling and—
Oh, god, you just… slipped your finger inside me.
You spread me apart in just a few… short thrusts.
And… there’s another finger.
“Fuck…”
“You like that, don’t you?
Like being fucked like this, at my mercy.”
“Yes, Sir.”
I can feel myself opening up for you…
Hot bursts of sensation firing off beneath my skin.
God, it’s like… time is being drawn out… every moment feels longer than it actually is.
You pump two fingers into me… curl them up into my G-spot… and slowly pull them out.
And then… you do it again.
And again…
“I can do anything with you, can’t I, sweetheart?”
“Mmhmm.”
“What if I made you passion all over my fingers and tongue?
Would you like that?”
“Yeah…
yes, do that…”
“I was going to edge you all evening but those noises you’re making…
I don’t want those to stop.
And It’s cute how much of a mess I’ve made you already.”
“Yeah.
Yes, Sir.
I’m such a mess… only for you.”
“Oh, baby.
Say that again.”
“I’m a mess for you, Sir.
I’m so desperate.”
“Yes, you are.
So desperate.
So desperate… and beautiful. Should I make you passion? Do you want to passion now?”
“Please—Sir, yeah, make me passion…”
You push your fingers back into me and hold them still at my g-spot… right behind my clit…
I grind my hips against you to take you in deeper… but you place a hand against my chest and keep me still.
“Yeah, that’s it.
Take my fingers.”
“Yeah, grind against me.
I want to feel you passion…”
I feel you brace yourself against the bed and your weight shifts off of my hips.
You lie beside me to get more access between my legs.
“Keep going…
right up to the edge for me…”
Your press against my clit and work it back and forth… before sliding back inside.
You find that spot again and press it firmly…
My hips jerk in response, completely out of my control.
“That’s it…
that’s it…”
I’m light-headed from the sudden surge of pleasure…
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