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I see you resisting,
Yet my advances persist
While consisting of sweet lines
And sexual rhythms akin to
Both the kissing of sweat stained skin
And gently rocking hips..
All at once beautiful and sexy.
Give in to it.
Give in to the feeling.

I feel you coming..
Closer. Your cheeks a bit rosier,
Craving the comfort of the collar
And the slap of the spank
And the bite of the neck
While your panties lie in a torn rip
In the corner of the room.
Your mind is saying not yet,
But your body knows better.
And your psyche can only resist for so long.
Let me play your red Devil..
Call me Lucifer.
Give in to it.
Give in to me.

Closer still. Feeling my breath
At the nape of your neck
And my hands holding your arms
Back against the bed.
Watching me over you,
Feeling my lips burning like tattoos
On your breasts, your nipples, your stomach..
Your moms..
Then your...your...your...
Breaths are getting ragged and haggard
Shitt and stifled,
When my hand wraps around your neck...
And our puzzle pieces join to create a blast
Of completion..
Give in.
Quit fighting a battle that only prolongs the inevitable
Wasting away of niceties...
Give in.
Though...I do enjoy the chase.
But I enjoy the catch even more.
And you’re quite...
The catch, I mean.

Give in to me.
The Gentle Soul holding the belt
And the tie.
The Silent Dominant, holding your hair
In my palm while introducing you to...
Well, you finish that statement.
Just give in.
Give in to
Me.
 
Pervy_Sage said:
I see you resisting,
Yet my advances persist
While consisting of sweet lines
And sexual rhythms akin to
Both the kissing of sweat stained skin
And gently rocking hips..
All at once beautiful and sexy.
Give in to it.
Give in to the feeling.

I feel you coming..
Closer. Your cheeks a bit rosier,
Craving the comfort of the collar
And the slap of the spank
And the bite of the neck
While your panties lie in a torn rip
In the corner of the room.
Your mind is saying not yet,
But your body knows better.
And your psyche can only resist for so long.
Let me play your red Devil..
Call me Lucifer.
Give in to it.
Give in to me.

Closer still. Feeling my breath
At the nape of your neck
And my hands holding your arms
Back against the bed.
Watching me over you,
Feeling my lips burning like tattoos
On your breasts, your nipples, your stomach..
Your moms..
Then your...your...your...
Breaths are getting ragged and haggard
Shitt and stifled,
When my hand wraps around your neck...
And our puzzle pieces join to create a blast
Of completion..
Give in.
Quit fighting a battle that only prolongs the inevitable
Wasting away of niceties...
Give in.
Though...I do enjoy the chase.
But I enjoy the catch even more.
And you’re quite...
The catch, I mean.

Give in to me.
The Gentle Soul holding the belt
And the tie.
The Silent Dominant, holding your hair
In my palm while introducing you to...
Well, you finish that statement.
Just give in.
Give in to
Me.
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Damn...and I was doing such a good job at staying focused so far today :heart:
 
Dang, Pervy. Looks like I got some reading to catch up on 😜
 
You're with me. Why? I'm not your Dominant. I'm not your Sir. He is. But you're here with me. Again. Do you recall what happened the last time you came to me instead of him? Why do you keep this up?

Doesn't he brush your hair away from your face, and carress it to feel the softness of your face? Does he kiss your cheek and tell you how beautiful you are before grabbing your face in his hand and biting your earlobe? Why wouldn't he? But if he did, why would you be here?

Doesn't he appreciate how you curl and purr when your spine is traced down into that dip before your bottom flares outward and upward? When he spanks you, does he grip your buttock hard afterward to reinforce his ownership? Does he rub or kiss the sting away? Of course he does, but then again...would you be here if he did?

Does he rip away your blouse like i am now? And carress your breasts, taking your nipples in my hand when i squeeze them tightly. I love how full they are. Your pert, taut nipples are so firm against my palm. When i slap them lightly, the blush that comes to your skin makes me....so hungry. Why are you here?

Your scent.. does he notice it? No, not your fucking perfume. I mean your scent. Your fragrance. Yours. It smells like want. It smells like...need. it smells like a lady who loves being treated as anything but by that one man. It smells like a slut who craves a beast...one who takes and destroys before lovingly restoring to beautiful splendor. I smell you. I know you. And when my fingers follow your scent between your alluring thighs and force you to sit on my palm, your scent increases as you grind. And my palm gets wetter and stickier. ..and smells like you. I love that. A reminder. Doesn't he like that? Your Sir?

Hmmm....but if he did, you wouldn't be here. Or would you?

Does he call you his little slut? Or do his actions prove it? Does he affirm you? Value you? Does he fuck your mind before even touching your body? I'm guessing no. Cause you're here, bouncing on my palm...lost in me.

You can't even answer me, can you? No. Feels to good. My ownership is too complete. I know why you're here.

He's your Dominant. But I do it better.

I'm your Beast.
 
Pervy_Sage said:
You're with me. Why? I'm not your Dominant. I'm not your Sir. He is. But you're here with me. Again. Do you recall what happened the last time you came to me instead of him? Why do you keep this up?

Doesn't he brush your hair away from your face, and carress it to feel the softness of your face? Does he kiss your cheek and tell you how beautiful you are before grabbing your face in his hand and biting your earlobe? Why wouldn't he? But if he did, why would you be here?

Doesn't he appreciate how you curl and purr when your spine is traced down into that dip before your bottom flares outward and upward? When he spanks you, does he grip your buttock hard afterward to reinforce his ownership? Does he rub or kiss the sting away? Of course he does, but then again...would you be here if he did?

Does he rip away your blouse like i am now? And carress your breasts, taking your nipples in my hand when i squeeze them tightly. I love how full they are. Your pert, taut nipples are so firm against my palm. When i slap them lightly, the blush that comes to your skin makes me....so hungry. Why are you here?

Your scent.. does he notice it? No, not your fucking perfume. I mean your scent. Your fragrance. Yours. It smells like want. It smells like...need. it smells like a lady who loves being treated as anything but by that one man. It smells like a slut who craves a beast...one who takes and destroys before lovingly restoring to beautiful splendor. I smell you. I know you. And when my fingers follow your scent between your alluring thighs and force you to sit on my palm, your scent increases as you grind. And my palm gets wetter and stickier. ..and smells like you. I love that. A reminder. Doesn't he like that? Your Sir?

Hmmm....but if he did, you wouldn't be here. Or would you?

Does he call you his little slut? Or do his actions prove it? Does he affirm you? Value you? Does he fuck your mind before even touching your body? I'm guessing no. Cause you're here, bouncing on my palm...lost in me.

You can't even answer me, can you? No. Feels to good. My ownership is too complete. I know why you're here.

He's your Dominant. But I do it better.

I'm your Beast.
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I’m running out of ways to say how your words transfix.
 
I love my alarm clock. I know most people don't, but my alarm clock and I have a great thing going. I'm never late for work. I always wake up with a cheerful disposition. I have a pep in my step. When it is time for me to get up in the morning, i feel my alarm clock tugging at my pajama pants. I always cock one eye open, and pretend that I'm still sleeping. That is usually when my alarm clock begins using her tongue and lips to suckle on the head of my cock, and she stays there until I begin to grow. My alarm clock loves when in grow in her mouth. And when i am fully matured, the tip of my cock pressing against her throat, she begins rolling my balls in her tiny hands. Or sometimes, she will stroke my cock with her hands while her mouth sucks and nibbles on my rapidly tightening balls. Or she stays perfectly still and waits until i begin thrusting my hips up into her mouth. She loves that. She also loves my hands in her hair, controlling how much of my cock she gets.

Have you ever heard of a chocolate-loving alarm clock? Well, mine sure is! She moans the entire time...or mumbles anyway, about how much she loves chocolate. Mine especially. Her tongue and mouth do amazing things. They travel the length of veins on my shaft. They suck on my frenum. And when my alarm clock knows that I am about to wake up, she takes my cock deeply into her mouth and squeezes my balls, coaxing conciousness from me. When I finally awaken, her mouth usually can't contain it all. But she tries. My alarm clock loves a challenge. What she misses usually falls back onto my cock, but she always cleans it good. She likes to say that chocolate should always shine.

Sigh...I love my alarm clock. Don't you wish you had one like mine? Or could BE my alarm clock?
 
I see why you have a pep in your step when you wake up with that 'alarm clock', Pervy!! :devil:
 
Unashamed.
Unbowed.
Proudly and unabashedly you.
Beautiful you.
Amazing you.
Wonderfully constructed you.
You.
Just...you.

Holding gazes,
Strength unbridled,
Heart unparalleled
Not to be compared,
Worthy of acclaim
And lauds and honors..
Platitudes and decrees,
Golden leaves at your feet,
Tributing your glorious rule.
You.
Just.....you.

Powerful.
Intensely sexy.
Unequalled sensuality.
Magnificent eroticism.
Intelligence flashes in your eyes,
While playfulness graces the curve of your grin.
Naked or clothed,
Exhibiting or watching,
You...
Just...you.

You,
With the glow of a goddess,
And the flow of the waters,
And the heat of molten lava
Enchanting from the magic of your soul..
You..
Just...you...

Are something special.
 
Thongs wrapped in one hand
Like a glove.
Hair wrapped in the other,
You bending over,
Buttocks jutting proudly,
Breasts swinging lightly.
You’re quite the vision.
Your labia glisten,
I listen to your heart thump...
Long time wanting,
Now we get reality.
Making your ass redden,
Before caresses making it sing..
Fingers entering and exiting
Causing you to leak on me.
Causing you to breathe deep
And making my rigidity
Become so piqued with fever
That it’s poking at you freely.
Your knees hit the ground
Burying me with one deep suck..
My eyes roll back,
My whimpered grunt comes,
“Fuuuuck”
Teasing with your teeth,
And your tongue..
So skillful...
Devouring this chocolate,
Doing stuff supremely sinful..
Coaxing at restraint,
Daring me to lose control,
But my plan is to only loosen my grip
Within your hole..
So I grip and grab at you..
Pressing hard against that pretty face,
The sweet smells of sex
Diffusing all over this fucking place
Watching you positioning
As you’re ready for this pistoning..
One stroke entrancing
And suddenly we’re both panting.
Such sexy dirty dancing,
Covered in your cream, girl...
Squeezing me inside of you,
Soon I’ll be a goner..

But not before your thunder roars
........
And lightening darkens the skies..
And you pull my sanity outward
And make me leak between your thighs
And I take your composure
And rip it from it’s safe place
Sending shivering, shaking fits of rage
To cascade from the tension in your face
To the relaxing of your spine
From the tightness of your pussy
To the melting of your mind...

Now you’re mine.
 
I’ll be around. Don’t worry. Even if I’m not here.
 
Pervy_Sage said:
Unashamed.
Unbowed.
Proudly and unabashedly you.
Beautiful you.
Amazing you.
Wonderfully constructed you.
You.
Just...you.

Holding gazes,
Strength unbridled,
Heart unparalleled
Not to be compared,
Worthy of acclaim
And lauds and honors..
Platitudes and decrees,
Golden leaves at your feet,
Tributing your glorious rule.
You.
Just.....you.

Powerful.
Intensely sexy.
Unequalled sensuality.
Magnificent eroticism.
Intelligence flashes in your eyes,
While playfulness graces the curve of your grin.
Naked or clothed,
Exhibiting or watching,
You...
Just...you.

You,
With the glow of a goddess,
And the flow of the waters,
And the heat of molten lava
Enchanting from the magic of your soul..
You..
Just...you...

Are something special.
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Damn...to be the woman that inspired this.
 
I’m not coming back yet, but just wanted to wish all of you a Happy Monday. I may share some audios today. Not sure. Hope you all are well.
 
https://www.***********/s/oy6jbq5b75ki5v1/New Recording 10.m4a?dl=0
 
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