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Original title: Dirty Little Secret (Audio Script)

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This couple have been flirting with intense romance over the last couple of years. Usually, it’s her who gets tied up and teased to the limit, but tonight her husband wants her to be in charge. Femdom Porn ✅ Male Sub ✅ Pegging ✅ Sexy American Accent

Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.

Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:

Stories

Damn…I look good!

After thirty minutes and half a bottle of water-based lube, I’ve finally got on the latex corset you bought for me.

Yep, this looks fucking hot. Totally worth it.

I love how it pushes up my boobs and cinches my waist.

The panels are lined in Victorian style.

It’s black…

gothic…

sexy.

As always, you have impeccable taste.

I can’t wait to show you.

To tease you like you normally tease me…

Usually it’s me on the receiving end.

I love submitting to you…

But tonight, at your request, it’s your turn.

“Wow…”

You’re sitting on the edge of the bed, in your underwear.

Our trusty under-the-bed restraints are already laid out on top of the bed for whenever we’re ready.

It will be so fun to see you tied up for a change.

You stare at me, unable to speak.

You’re stunned and I can’t help but feel a little smug.

You chose the corset, but I added my own little surprises…

Silky stockings and matching suspenders.

No underwear, of course.

“What do you think?

It's not too corny, is it?”

“Not at all.

I love it!

Get over here…”

We started experimenting with intense romance six months ago.

Of course, we love our sex life, but we wanted to try new things.

Well, I wanted to.

You were a little nervous at first but willing to try.

Turns out, you like it even more than I do.

You’re a natural Dom, firm and commanding but endlessly sweet.

But there was also a small part of you that was curious about submission.

So… that’s what we’re doing tonight.

We’ve switched our roles around a little during our play sessions, but in the end, you’ve always been the one in control.

Just how we’ve always liked it.

Then, the other night, just as we were winding down our little aftercare session, you had a little proposition for me.

It’s usually me that’s tied down, begging to come while you tease me into a wet, whining mess…

But you suggested that for our next session you wanted me to take charge.

Properly.

For the whole scene.

You said you’ve been having fantasies about being tied down…

Having me use you for my pleasure,

It sounded so… hot.

“Mmm, what I’d give to just bend you over right now…”

“Not until I’ve had my fun.

I’m in charge tonight, remember?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

I can tell you’re already a bit wound up.

I had you edge yourself before work, on your lunch break, and while I was getting ready just now.

There’s a look of desperation in your eyes… I hope you know I’m going to make you work to get some release.

“I’m… really looking forward to this.

Fuck, I can’t get over how hot you look…”

“My compliments to the stylist!

But really, I want to make this good for you.

You know I’m not used to being in charge like this…”

“You always make me feel good.

You don’t have to play a character or something.

I just want this to be me and you having fun.”

I run my fingers through your hair and kiss you once more.

I love that you’re so open, so ready for adventure at the drop of a hat.

And that cheeky grin that gets me every time.

“Okay.

Lie down on the bed.”

“Mmm, yes ma’am…”

Now that I have a good view of you all stretched out, your cock is straining against your underwear.

You rest your arms above your head and part your legs slightly.

Your eyes never leave mine as I wrap the velcro straps around your ankles.

It was only last night that you had me in these, teasing me with a vibrator until I could hardly speak words anymore.

Now here you are, spread-eagle, restrained, and ready for me.

I crawl up between your legs, keeping my eyes on yours as I dip my hand beneath the waistband of your boxers.

I wrap my hand around your cock.

“Mmm, there’s my guy.

Nice and hard for me.

Hey, you’re already fidgeting.

Stay still.”

“Y-yes, ma’am.”

I stroke you gently, just massaging your shaft.

“Is this big cock all for me?”

“Yeah.”

“Hmm, I’ve got this big, hard cock all to myself, to do whatever I want with.

What should I do…?”

I run the flat of my tongue from base to tip.

You lift your head off the pillow to get a good view of my mouth so close to your cock.

“I could… ignore it completely and sit on your face until you make me passion.”

“Or… I could milk your cock until you passion all over yourself?

Over and over again… until you’re just a whimpering little mess.

Or…”

I slowly slide your boxers down your hips until your cock is free.

I bend down and take you all the way into my mouth…

Right to the back of my throat.

I suck greedily, feeling you tense and flex under me…

“Mmm, or just tease you with my mouth?

Never let you passion at all?

What do you think about that?”

“Please… please let me passion…

I’ve edged myself three times today, babe, please—”

“Ah, ah, ah.

I’m in charge, remember?

And I think I’m going to have to implement a ‘no talking’ rule since you can’t seem to keep quiet. Do not speak unless you’re spoken to. Understand?

I don’t want to have to punish you, but I will if you misbehave.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

I slowly… slowly take the tip of your cock into my mouth and pucker my lips around it.

Your head falls back on the pillow, your lips parted, your eyes closed as you take each wave of pleasure that falls over you.

“You’re cute when you’re helpless.”

God, teasing you is actually really fun.

I can see why you love doing it to me so much.

I swirl the tip of my tongue around the head… and kiss my way down your shaft to your balls…

“Oh God…

You’re so fucking good at that…”

I lick and suck, rolling each of your balls along my tongue.

I pump your cock harder, stroking my thumb along the tip…

And take you in my mouth again…

“Oh God…

Fuck, yeah…”

You writhe in your restraints, pulling at the straps, unable to move.

You look really fucking hot tied up.

Your arms flex taut, your hips rocking up and down.

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