where the relationship was more physical than emotional. Others… well there have been plenty of them too, but they’re not the ladies I think of late at night – and they’re not the ladies I want to talk to you about, nor, I suspect the ladies you would want to hear about.
No, the ladies I want to share stories about are the ones who have left a profound impression on me – those women whose memories are branded into my mind because of their willingness to be adventurous, erotic women .
But before we go further, I forgot to ask you something, and this is a conversation after all. I know I’m here to entertain and arouse you this evening, but a healthy relationship requires give and take, right?
So tell me – do you have a fantasy?
You don’t have to tell me what it is – perhaps we aren’t close enough yet for you to feel comfortable sharing the details – but can you at least acknowledge that you do have a fantasy?
Just nod your head.
Good girl.
Thank you.
A lot of ladies I write for have fantasies about the BDSM lifestyle. The images in their mind are very powerful, their fantasies dramatic and intense. I get that. Having lived the lifestyle as a Master for some time, I know for a fact that the interplay between a Dom and his submissive can be charged with a sexual energy that is difficult to duplicate. The interplay of roles can be highly seductive – intoxicating.
Addictive.
Have you ever fantasized about being sexually and emotionally submissive to a strong man who knows what he wants and gets what he goes after, without ever compromising his integrity or the safety of the woman who has placed herself in his charge?
Have you ever dreamed about what it would be like to really experience just a couple of erotic-filled hours at the command of such a man?
How would you feel? Does the idea excite you?
Have you ever wanted to say ‘yes, Sir!’ to a man?
Try it, now. I promise it’s okay. No one will ever know. Just whisper the words for me.
Say, ‘yes, Sir!’
Good girl.
I’d love to watch you on your knees, with your hands clasped behind you, your back arched just a little, and your hips thrust forward… your lips slightly parted, your eyes like dark pools of desire…
I really would.
That’s okay, isn’t it?
It’s okay that I fantasize about you – after all, you’re the reason I’m here – the enigma of you; the mystery that I can’t quite solve. That’s who you are to me.
You’re the only one I’m being intimate with tonight; the only one I’m sharing this moment with.
I’d like to watch you from the dark corners of your room and hear your breathing become a little hectic. It will be our secret – our sexy secret. You see I really want to watch you pleasure yourself. I want my stories to arouse you – to make you feel uninhibited and crazy turned on. That’s the real reason I’m with you tonight.
I want you to cum for me before I leave.
Sorry. I seem to be wandering away from the story I was telling you about my life as a Master with Steffie, but I will get back to it. I mean there’s plenty of time, right? We’ve just begun our night together and I said I wouldn’t rush. I said I would be patient because I want you to enjoy these few hours and I want it to be an unforgettable experience for you. There’s just one last thing…
Are you okay with some graphic language?
I’m no great author. I’m just a guy trying to tell you a story, trying to whisper words and paint images in your mind that you will find stimulating. For my entire career I’ve wrestled to find the right word – the one that captures the essence of what I am trying to express. Sometimes I get it right. Most of the time I fail. But I don’t use graphic language for shock value, so I hope you’ll be understanding tonight. I feel like I can be honest with you. I feel like we have some special chemistry happening here, and if I’m going to tell you my stories, then sometimes I’m going to
No, the ladies I want to share stories about are the ones who have left a profound impression on me – those women whose memories are branded into my mind because of their willingness to be adventurous, erotic women .
But before we go further, I forgot to ask you something, and this is a conversation after all. I know I’m here to entertain and arouse you this evening, but a healthy relationship requires give and take, right?
So tell me – do you have a fantasy?
You don’t have to tell me what it is – perhaps we aren’t close enough yet for you to feel comfortable sharing the details – but can you at least acknowledge that you do have a fantasy?
Just nod your head.
Good girl.
Thank you.
A lot of ladies I write for have fantasies about the BDSM lifestyle. The images in their mind are very powerful, their fantasies dramatic and intense. I get that. Having lived the lifestyle as a Master for some time, I know for a fact that the interplay between a Dom and his submissive can be charged with a sexual energy that is difficult to duplicate. The interplay of roles can be highly seductive – intoxicating.
Addictive.
Have you ever fantasized about being sexually and emotionally submissive to a strong man who knows what he wants and gets what he goes after, without ever compromising his integrity or the safety of the woman who has placed herself in his charge?
Have you ever dreamed about what it would be like to really experience just a couple of erotic-filled hours at the command of such a man?
How would you feel? Does the idea excite you?
Have you ever wanted to say ‘yes, Sir!’ to a man?
Try it, now. I promise it’s okay. No one will ever know. Just whisper the words for me.
Say, ‘yes, Sir!’
Good girl.
I’d love to watch you on your knees, with your hands clasped behind you, your back arched just a little, and your hips thrust forward… your lips slightly parted, your eyes like dark pools of desire…
I really would.
That’s okay, isn’t it?
It’s okay that I fantasize about you – after all, you’re the reason I’m here – the enigma of you; the mystery that I can’t quite solve. That’s who you are to me.
You’re the only one I’m being intimate with tonight; the only one I’m sharing this moment with.
I’d like to watch you from the dark corners of your room and hear your breathing become a little hectic. It will be our secret – our sexy secret. You see I really want to watch you pleasure yourself. I want my stories to arouse you – to make you feel uninhibited and crazy turned on. That’s the real reason I’m with you tonight.
I want you to cum for me before I leave.
Sorry. I seem to be wandering away from the story I was telling you about my life as a Master with Steffie, but I will get back to it. I mean there’s plenty of time, right? We’ve just begun our night together and I said I wouldn’t rush. I said I would be patient because I want you to enjoy these few hours and I want it to be an unforgettable experience for you. There’s just one last thing…
Are you okay with some graphic language?
I’m no great author. I’m just a guy trying to tell you a story, trying to whisper words and paint images in your mind that you will find stimulating. For my entire career I’ve wrestled to find the right word – the one that captures the essence of what I am trying to express. Sometimes I get it right. Most of the time I fail. But I don’t use graphic language for shock value, so I hope you’ll be understanding tonight. I feel like I can be honest with you. I feel like we have some special chemistry happening here, and if I’m going to tell you my stories, then sometimes I’m going to
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