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is not a trace of sadness or regret in my eyes; only sparkling anticipation.
“Good girl,” he whispers in that soft way he does, making me settle into my seat. “Beth, what
you’ve seen today are my fantasies in black and white. There’s no room for misinterpretation, no grey
areas; I get off on being sexually dominant. Are you with me so far?”
Am I?
“Yes, I worked that out for myself in Rome, remember?” I smile and close my eyes, reliving the
moment when I saw Alenka on her knees, blindfolded and bound with her hands tied behind her back.
That image has me fidgeting in my seat.
“Good. Obviously I’m not going to go through each photograph with you but I will attach them to
an email so you can review them.”
“Review them?”
“Then you’ll have a better idea about what I’m talking about. You didn’t find them repulsive,
obscene, sickening …?”
“No, no, no! None of the above. I found them very … erotic.”
My God, where did that come from?
“I thought you might.” There’s gentle laughter.
“How could you know that?” Am I really that transparent? Does my body disclose all my feelings
without me making a conscious effort to reveal them?
“From your reaction to the belt when I used it to tie your hands and from the intensity of your
orgasms when I spanked you in Rome, and in the car yesterday. That’s how.”
Christ! I really am ‘responsive with no self-control.’
“I see …” My secret is out.
I like Ayden Stone to do naughty things to me.
“You told me yesterday to listen to your body and you thought I was too far gone to hear anything;
in fact, your body has been talking to me since day one and I’ve been listening very closely. But, it can
only tell me so much. I can’t hear your private thoughts.” He takes a breath. “You know my fantasies,
now it’s your turn to tell me yours so I can make them real for you. That’s what I want, more than
anything Beth.”
Be still my beating heart!
“Okay, do you want the review and my list of fantasies in a written form or will an oral presentation
suffice?” It’s my turn to play.
“Oh, I think I’d like to take a more oral approach. Let’s dispense with formality and get right down
to it.”
I picture him smirking wickedly and the image of that causes the muscles in my groin to spasm. An
innocent conversation? I don’t think so. This is phone sex.
“I’ll see what I can do,” I answer a little too breathlessly. “But, I really don’t fancy seeing Alenka
naked and like that again. Not because I’m jealous of her, but because of the thought of what you did
to her.”
“I understand. But if it’s any consolation, I’ve had more hot sex in the last fortnight with you than
I’ve had in the past … “Is he actually counting? “… the past 12 months.”
“I don’t believe that …” I’m aghast. “Alenka must have been … available, she worships you.”
“I don’t want to be worshipped Beth, I want to be loved, by you. It’s entirely different. You’re
inexperienced but not a natural submissive in or out of the bedroom. Knowing that makes dominating
you an almighty turn-on for me. ”
“I still don’t get it …”
“If you submit, it’s not because you’re scared of me or feel the need to be punished. You do so
willingly. You give your body to me out of love. You know what I’m talking about? In Rome, you
allowed me to take complete control and I rewarded you with multiple orgasms. I get off on giving
you pleasure, and making love to you and you do too, with me. It’s not rocket science.”
“It’s not meant to be Ayden. It’s making love, not a physics lesson.”
He’s laughing and so am I.
“Alright, but what happens when I want to be dominant? What equation do you have for that?”
There is a distant rumble of laughter contained, but still audible from all those miles away. “I
wondered when you’d get round to that …”
I hear the top
“Good girl,” he whispers in that soft way he does, making me settle into my seat. “Beth, what
you’ve seen today are my fantasies in black and white. There’s no room for misinterpretation, no grey
areas; I get off on being sexually dominant. Are you with me so far?”
Am I?
“Yes, I worked that out for myself in Rome, remember?” I smile and close my eyes, reliving the
moment when I saw Alenka on her knees, blindfolded and bound with her hands tied behind her back.
That image has me fidgeting in my seat.
“Good. Obviously I’m not going to go through each photograph with you but I will attach them to
an email so you can review them.”
“Review them?”
“Then you’ll have a better idea about what I’m talking about. You didn’t find them repulsive,
obscene, sickening …?”
“No, no, no! None of the above. I found them very … erotic.”
My God, where did that come from?
“I thought you might.” There’s gentle laughter.
“How could you know that?” Am I really that transparent? Does my body disclose all my feelings
without me making a conscious effort to reveal them?
“From your reaction to the belt when I used it to tie your hands and from the intensity of your
orgasms when I spanked you in Rome, and in the car yesterday. That’s how.”
Christ! I really am ‘responsive with no self-control.’
“I see …” My secret is out.
I like Ayden Stone to do naughty things to me.
“You told me yesterday to listen to your body and you thought I was too far gone to hear anything;
in fact, your body has been talking to me since day one and I’ve been listening very closely. But, it can
only tell me so much. I can’t hear your private thoughts.” He takes a breath. “You know my fantasies,
now it’s your turn to tell me yours so I can make them real for you. That’s what I want, more than
anything Beth.”
Be still my beating heart!
“Okay, do you want the review and my list of fantasies in a written form or will an oral presentation
suffice?” It’s my turn to play.
“Oh, I think I’d like to take a more oral approach. Let’s dispense with formality and get right down
to it.”
I picture him smirking wickedly and the image of that causes the muscles in my groin to spasm. An
innocent conversation? I don’t think so. This is phone sex.
“I’ll see what I can do,” I answer a little too breathlessly. “But, I really don’t fancy seeing Alenka
naked and like that again. Not because I’m jealous of her, but because of the thought of what you did
to her.”
“I understand. But if it’s any consolation, I’ve had more hot sex in the last fortnight with you than
I’ve had in the past … “Is he actually counting? “… the past 12 months.”
“I don’t believe that …” I’m aghast. “Alenka must have been … available, she worships you.”
“I don’t want to be worshipped Beth, I want to be loved, by you. It’s entirely different. You’re
inexperienced but not a natural submissive in or out of the bedroom. Knowing that makes dominating
you an almighty turn-on for me. ”
“I still don’t get it …”
“If you submit, it’s not because you’re scared of me or feel the need to be punished. You do so
willingly. You give your body to me out of love. You know what I’m talking about? In Rome, you
allowed me to take complete control and I rewarded you with multiple orgasms. I get off on giving
you pleasure, and making love to you and you do too, with me. It’s not rocket science.”
“It’s not meant to be Ayden. It’s making love, not a physics lesson.”
He’s laughing and so am I.
“Alright, but what happens when I want to be dominant? What equation do you have for that?”
There is a distant rumble of laughter contained, but still audible from all those miles away. “I
wondered when you’d get round to that …”
I hear the top
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