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Speaker 1: another episode of Wild in Bed. So when you're ready,
Speaker 1: take a deep breath, just hold it for a moment,
Speaker 1: let it go with a sigh, releasing all the tension
Speaker 1: and stress of the week. For the next thirty minutes
Speaker 1: or so, it's just you and my voice. This is
Speaker 1: your time, your time to relax, your time to indulge
Speaker 1: your sensual desires. Now. I know you've been a little
Speaker 1: naughty recently, and I've ignored it until now, But to night,
Speaker 1: I think it's time to bring you back into line,
Speaker 1: to remind you who the dominant really is between us.
Speaker 1: It wasn't often that Michaela could see John in full
Speaker 1: business flow, but tonight, at this party, she could see
Speaker 1: how easily he were at the room. He looked the
Speaker 1: picture of authoritative dominance, his voice a seductive song that
Speaker 1: reminded her just how he had become so successful, full
Speaker 1: of energy even as the party drifted into the early hours,
Speaker 1: and like others who had left early. John somehow maintained
Speaker 1: that melt yor Pante's charisma until gone two am, as
Speaker 1: always the last to leave. It was gone three am
Speaker 1: when they walked across the park toward Michayla's apartment. Given
Speaker 1: how possessively he squeezed her hand, how his chest protruded
Speaker 1: full of pride, The energy from the party was obviously
Speaker 1: still coursing through his veins. He was so damn sexy
Speaker 1: when he was like this. Many times he had come
Speaker 1: to Michaela's apartment after a successful meeting, and he just
Speaker 1: dripped animal sexual magnetism. They'd fugged right there on the floor,
Speaker 1: just inside her main door, feeding off his energy. Michayla
Speaker 1: danced in front of him playfully, even in heels in
Speaker 1: a maxi skirt, she managed to move around him gracefully,
Speaker 1: her hand caressing his firm chest down the flat plane
Speaker 1: of his stomach, and squeezing his beautiful erection through his pants.
Speaker 1: She had a sudden urge to show him just how
Speaker 1: sexy she found him when he was like this. Let's
Speaker 1: stop a minute, enjoy the night air, she suggested, pointing
Speaker 1: to a bench, squeezing his hard cot through his pants,
Speaker 1: so there was no doubt of her intentions. He leaned
Speaker 1: in to kiss her gently, at first almost teasingly, and
Speaker 1: then more needy, with more passion, more hunger, as she
Speaker 1: continued to stroke his erection with the pad of her thumb.
Speaker 1: You do remember we have just agreed a contract with
Speaker 1: the Mayor's office. If I'm called fucking you on a
Speaker 1: park bench now, that might just be in jeopardy, he growled,
Speaker 1: lust dripping from every sound. Come on, where's your sense
Speaker 1: of adventure? Anyone else out at this time is either
Speaker 1: too drunk or two stone to notice. She giggled playfully.
Speaker 1: Grasping his cock firmly, she led him to the bench,
Speaker 1: the palm of her hands pushing firmly against his tight chest,
Speaker 1: forcing his unresisting body back onto the bench. Placing her
Speaker 1: black patent a high heel firmly on the bench between
Speaker 1: his thigh eyes. She teasingly drew her skirt up her leg,
Speaker 1: with her fingertips tracing a slow and sensuous line of
Speaker 1: the silky material of her stockings. I know how much
Speaker 1: you like it when I wear these. Even in the
Speaker 1: light of the street lamp, MICHAELA could see his eyes
Speaker 1: widen with desire at the sight of her stocking top.
Speaker 1: Continuing the motion of her fingers, she caressed the line
Speaker 1: of her bikini panties with a solitary fingertip, mourning gently
Speaker 1: as her fingernail circled her clit through the lacy material.
Speaker 1: The voracious heat in her pussy bolsing with desire mixed
Speaker 1: with the cold night air, emphasizing that fire burning between
Speaker 1: the folds of her pussy. Holding his gaze, Michaela eased
Speaker 1: her finger inside her panties, caressing her wet lips, gasping
Speaker 1: gently as she slid it inside, thrusting it in and
Speaker 1: out slowly. She could feel the desire building within her,
Speaker 1: her own pleasure dripping down her thighs. Sliding her finger out,
Speaker 1: teasing it across her blush pink lips, her hungry gaze
Speaker 1: never leaving his, she teased up and down its length
Speaker 1: with the tip of her tongue. Looking intensely into his
Speaker 1: deep blue eyes, she whispered, I want your cock in
Speaker 1: all of me. Moving her finger between his lips, she said,
Speaker 1: taste how much I want you John. The passion between
Speaker 1: them crackled in the air as he sucked her finger
Speaker 1: between his teeth, biting along it gently, the hint of
Speaker 1: pain sending shockwaves through Michaela's body. For a moment, the
Speaker 1: rest of the world vanished. The fire of lust between
Speaker 1: them was all consuming. A force cough behind them shattered
Speaker 1: the moment into a thousand pieces. Do you two want
Speaker 1: to get home unless you want me to assume there's
Speaker 1: money involved and I have to take you in? Giggling nervously,
Speaker 1: Mikayla grabbed John's hand and they ran across the park,
Speaker 1: away from the cop headed to her apartment, her heart
Speaker 1: pounding as they ascended the stairs. Fumbling in her purse,
Speaker 1: she eventually found her keys, and, after several failed attempts,
Speaker 1: managed to get a key into the keyhole. Falling through
Speaker 1: the door, John leaned against the wall where Michaelis stumbled
Speaker 1: on her heels, rebalancing herself kin and placed her head
Speaker 1: on his chest, feeling the soft beating of his heart.
Speaker 1: How the hell was he so calm? We could have
Speaker 1: been arrested down there? She could feel her own heart
Speaker 1: trying to escape her chest, pressing the lights which the
Speaker 1: open plan lived area was briefly illuminated before a crack
Speaker 1: from one of the bulbs crashed them back into darkness.
Speaker 1: That fucking pop again, she cursed, you find the floor lamp.
Speaker 1: I'm going to grab some water from the fridge, placing
Speaker 1: her purse on the pool table that still dominated the
Speaker 1: sitting area despite numerous requests for a landlord to remove it.
Speaker 1: Michaela walked to the kitchen area, the light of the
Speaker 1: fridge illuminating her face as she retrieved two bottles of
Speaker 1: water before returning the room still dark. Has that gone
Speaker 1: as well? She sighed? Noticing the window open, she cursed
Speaker 1: herself for leaving it like that before she went out
Speaker 1: on such a chilly night, moving over to close it.
Speaker 1: Leave it, John commanded, his voice suddenly dark and dominant,
Speaker 1: his resonant tones making Michaela abay without thinking, sending waves
Speaker 1: of pleasure to her already wet pussy. Maybe it was
Speaker 1: the moonlight streaming through the window, but as she looked
Speaker 1: at him, it seemed like his face had changed somehow.
Speaker 1: He was more serious, more stern, more assertive. Standing still,
Speaker 1: A whimpress scaped Michayla's lips. Without thinking, she whispered, yes, sir,
Speaker 1: okay kidden, I feel the need for something more dominant tonight.
Speaker 1: I need to release some of this pent up energy.
Speaker 1: I want you to show me all that beautiful lingerie
Speaker 1: you put on for me tonight. I want you to
Speaker 1: strip for me slowly. Yeah, yes, sir, But before you start,
Speaker 1: I think some music is in order, and John said, abruptly.
Speaker 1: Taking the remote control from the side table next to
Speaker 1: the chair, he pressed a button, bringing life to the
Speaker 1: blueteeth speakers, loving and elevator echoed around the room. Slowly,
Speaker 1: Michaela started swaying her hips. Self conscious, not quite sure
Speaker 1: what she was meant to do, she tried letting herself
Speaker 1: just move to the music. One by one, she moved
Speaker 1: her fingers through the buttons of her shirt, easing it open,
Speaker 1: exposing the pink bow between her breast that adorned her
Speaker 1: black lacy bra, watching John's face for a moment as
Speaker 1: her fingertips glided back up her stomach, his hand rubbing
Speaker 1: firmly at the erect length in his pants as he
Speaker 1: moaned low and resonant. Noticing his arousal, Michaelis started moving
Speaker 1: with more purpse, knowing how much this was turning him
Speaker 1: on field her own lust, moving into the moonlight that
Speaker 1: John might have a better view. She caressed one finger
Speaker 1: along the lace rim of her bra, the cold air
Speaker 1: of the night already peeking her nipples. Does a finger
Speaker 1: caress one? She felt a warm shiver, moving from head
Speaker 1: to toe with erotic pleasure. The aching butt of her nipple,
Speaker 1: swollen against the silky material of a bra, burned with
Speaker 1: desire as she rolled it between finger and thumb unbidden,
Speaker 1: she moaned with longing, with lust, the heat between her
Speaker 1: thighs inflaming every salacious image she had ever had. She
Speaker 1: watched this masterful, dominant man sat in the shadows of
Speaker 1: the night, stroking his hard cock, knowing she was turning
Speaker 1: him on that much, her that much. Her fingers traced
Speaker 1: a line along her brass straps. Teasingly, She turned her
Speaker 1: back to John, sliding the strap over the curve of
Speaker 1: her shoulder. His unseen moans of pleasure the sign that
Speaker 1: he was enjoying the show. The rhythm of the music
Speaker 1: burning through her, her knees dipping in perfect time, her
Speaker 1: hips gyrating to every drum beat. Somehow, the sounds vibrating
Speaker 1: through her body were letting her loose all her inhibitions
Speaker 1: and self consciousness. Moving her hand to her other brass strap,
Speaker 1: she loosened it over her shoulder, the bras seemingly only
Speaker 1: held up by her erect nipples. Moving one hand across
Speaker 1: her back, she released the clasps while the other hand
Speaker 1: cupped both of her breasts, turning swiftly to face John again,
Speaker 1: moving both hands over her aching tits, rubbing them through
Speaker 1: the soft material of her loosened bra her hips moving
Speaker 1: as if she had John deep inside of her already,
Speaker 1: her pussy throbbing for that very thing, wanting to feel
Speaker 1: the girth of his hard stretching the lips of her
Speaker 1: pussy as she rowed him without mercy, letting her brow
Speaker 1: drop to the floor, the palms of her eyes, massaging
Speaker 1: her nipples in broad circles, spreading the swirling desire that
Speaker 1: ate in her core through her whole body, Sliding her
Speaker 1: hands down over her stomach, her fingertips exploring the waistband
Speaker 1: of her skirt, pushing one hand further, her fingertips investigating
Speaker 1: the soft material of her panties that dripped with the
Speaker 1: desire throbbing in her pussy, the heat of her wanton
Speaker 1: need burning those fingertips. She involuntarily moaned loudly as her
Speaker 1: now caught her clit, needing to feel John's hands on her,
Speaker 1: to feel his hard cock thrusting between her wet folds.
Speaker 1: Her hand moved to the side of her skirt, unfastening it,
Speaker 1: letting it join her brow on the floor, knowing that
Speaker 1: John had always found stockings irresistible, hoping this would push
Speaker 1: him over the edge and fill her pussy with the
Speaker 1: heart on that she just knew was throbbing in his pants.
Speaker 1: An avalanche of cold air flooded over her body from
Speaker 1: the window, causing goosebumps to erupt from every inch of
Speaker 1: her skin. She trembled with cold and lust. Somehow, that
Speaker 1: chilly air just made her pussy more aroused than ever,
Speaker 1: and her body positively vibrated with animal lust. On the
Speaker 1: pool table, he growled obediently. She sat on the pool table,
Speaker 1: eyes apart, inviting, wanting kneading lay back, he commanded as
Speaker 1: he stood moving around the table behind Michaela. Grabbing both
Speaker 1: of her hands as she lay on the soft velvet,
Speaker 1: he wrapped his tie around them, securing them to the
Speaker 1: middle pocket of the table, grunting with satisfaction as she
Speaker 1: felt the silk of his tie pinch her wrists. Moving
Speaker 1: back around between her thighs, he lifted her legs up
Speaker 1: onto the table. His hands pushed firmly up the underside
Speaker 1: of her thighs, his fingers caressing the curves of her
Speaker 1: ass as they slid inside her panties. You won't be
Speaker 1: needing these, he whispered, as his fingers grasped the waistband,
Speaker 1: yanking her panties harshly down her legs. A shock of
Speaker 1: cold air slapped her hot dripping folds hard, forcing a
Speaker 1: groan up through her whole body. Moving back around the
Speaker 1: table once more, he whispered, close your eyes. Submissively, McKayla
Speaker 1: closed her eyes. The sound of immoving material filled her
Speaker 1: with curiosity, before she felt a tied plait of silk
Speaker 1: and material wrapped around her head, unfastened, tied, making sure
Speaker 1: her eyes stayed shut even if she wanted to open them.
Speaker 1: The smell of her desire filled her nostrils as she
Speaker 1: felt warm drops sliding down her cheeks from whatever was
Speaker 1: wrapped around her head. The heat of his breath caressed
Speaker 1: her ears as he whispered, can you smell your desire
Speaker 1: on your panties? I can smell it from here, so
Speaker 1: you just have to be able to being that they're
Speaker 1: wrapped around your head. Now wait here, he smirked. She
Speaker 1: could hear his grin at his own dark humor. Where
Speaker 1: else was she going to go? As the sounds of
Speaker 1: him moving across the wooden floor dimmed, she suddenly felt
Speaker 1: very exposed, a sensation only accentuated by the cold night
Speaker 1: air kissing every inch of her body. The contrast between
Speaker 1: the heat and her core and the cold on her
Speaker 1: skin only served to send electricity through every nerve in
Speaker 1: her body. In the distance, she could hear a distant
Speaker 1: click from the bedroom. She guessed, given the situation, that
Speaker 1: he would be in her toy box, but dam she
Speaker 1: had all sorts of paraphernalia in there. He could be
Speaker 1: getting anything. His footsteps had a leaden sound to them
Speaker 1: as he returned ominous, almost pushing her thighs apart. She
Speaker 1: could hear what sounded like his belt being released as
Speaker 1: he positioned himself in front of her throbbing pussy. A
Speaker 1: brief wush send and them what she presumed was its
Speaker 1: pants hitting the floor. There's the cold air against his
Speaker 1: perfect little clit of yours is question full of menace,
Speaker 1: not waiting for her response, he pinched it viciously, pulling
Speaker 1: it hard from her pussy. She screamed in shock as
Speaker 1: much as pain before he released it, and as the
Speaker 1: sting of the initial pinch subsided, her knub burnt hot
Speaker 1: with an after glow of delicious pleasure, throbbing with need,
Speaker 1: Gently but firmly, he caressed it. Her legs pushed at
Speaker 1: the edge of the pool table, thrusting her pussy up
Speaker 1: in want and need, inviting, longing to be funked. Please, sir,
Speaker 1: I need you, she begged, desperation dripping from every word.
Speaker 1: Ignoring her please, he pushed her thighs apart roughly, Keep
Speaker 1: them there, raw, cough them to the end pockets, and
Speaker 1: they're a long way away. A gentle breasts of thin
Speaker 1: leather straps over her nipples sent aches of anticipation tingling
Speaker 1: straight to her clit. As they dragged down her body slowly,
Speaker 1: she writhed in painful pleasure, moaning loudly as they fell
Speaker 1: along her clit, teasing the folds of her pussy. You
Speaker 1: were a bad kitten tonight. That cop almost arrested us,
Speaker 1: he said, with dark presence. How bad were you? Do
Speaker 1: you think on a scale of one to ten. She
Speaker 1: knew this game, they played it before. Three, sir, she whispered,
Speaker 1: just three, you could have cost me that contract. I
Speaker 1: think you are much naughtier than that. Try again, The
Speaker 1: undertones in his voice ominous with dark lust. Seven, sir,
Speaker 1: she ventured, Oh, I think at least nine, and you
Speaker 1: know what to do. Count the strokes. If you lose
Speaker 1: your place, we start again. The first lash of the
Speaker 1: small flogger against her clit came immediately and caught her
Speaker 1: off guard. It stinged, radiating through her body as she
Speaker 1: cried in pain as he dragged the leather straps through
Speaker 1: the folds of her throbbing pussy. She moaned loudly as
Speaker 1: a sudden wave of warm pleasure spilled over her body.
Speaker 1: What she said, holding her breath to brace for the
Speaker 1: next lashing. After what felt like forever, the strands of
Speaker 1: the leather flogger just kissed her thighs gently as he said,
Speaker 1: you know better than that, kitten. No holding your breath,
Speaker 1: I'll wait, releasing her breath with a sigh, The second
Speaker 1: lash came hard and fast, right against her throbbing clit,
Speaker 1: the brutal kiss of the leather sending her desire into overdrive,
Speaker 1: the soft caress as they drifted over her aching lips, afterwards,
Speaker 1: only accentuating that desire. Two, she said, focusing on counting.
Speaker 1: The next three lashes came fast and hard, with no
Speaker 1: caress in between her click pulse, with the sensations of
Speaker 1: the merciless flogging. Three, four, five, she whispered, her body
Speaker 1: trembling with need, and then quiet. Not a sound, no flogs,
Speaker 1: no commands, just an empty, desolate silence, until somewhere on
Speaker 1: the edge of her hearing a gentle, buzzing sound. Let's
Speaker 1: up the empty Shall we see if you can keep count?
Speaker 1: Now that dark grin returning to his voice as he
Speaker 1: thrust the vibrator into a wet pussy, her lips sucking
Speaker 1: hungrily at it. Don't come yet, not until I say
Speaker 1: you can. If you come, we start over again. On
Speaker 1: miss humor spread through every word. Michaela focused on controlling
Speaker 1: the sensations that were swamping her body, every nerve, every cell,
Speaker 1: every fiber of her body. Screamed her knee to orgasm.
Speaker 1: The next lash hit hard on her clip, catching a
Speaker 1: stretched pussy lips in just a way to cause her
Speaker 1: pelvis to lift, moving the vibrator deep inside. Fuck, what
Speaker 1: number was this? Her mind panicking, grasping for a tendril
Speaker 1: for the last few moments of her life. Six, she guessed,
Speaker 1: almost relieved when the next lash hit without warning, causing
Speaker 1: her hips to buck wildly again. Seven she gasped, her
Speaker 1: orgasm swelling through her body, desperate for release, her pussy
Speaker 1: clutching hard at the vibrator, her need to be fucked
Speaker 1: overcoming any sense of reality, every sensation of the vibrator
Speaker 1: sending pangs of pleasure through her whole body. Moaning loudly,
Speaker 1: she didn't know how much longer she could control her orgasm,
Speaker 1: her mind sinking quickly into a whirlpool of confusion and lust.
Speaker 1: Another thrash of the flog, ascending shockwaves through her body,
Speaker 1: her fingers grasping at the silk tie securing her to
Speaker 1: the pool table, grasping to keep any remnants of control
Speaker 1: she had over her body. Eight, trying to withhold the
Speaker 1: moones that screamed within her. Sliding the vibrator out of
Speaker 1: her pussy, she had a moment's relaxation before he slid
Speaker 1: it up, her clit that burned with sensitivity from the flogging.
Speaker 1: Holding the very tip of it against her nub, another
Speaker 1: lash against the aching lips of her pussy. Oh fuck,
Speaker 1: she cried, nine, her orgasm a wildfire through her body.
Speaker 1: Pulling her legs down, he thrust hard inside her, holding
Speaker 1: the vibrator against her clip. Every thrust of his heart
Speaker 1: cock pushed with beautiful precision into her pussy, her throbbing
Speaker 1: lips sucking hungrily at his length as she felt his
Speaker 1: body tensing, his moans becoming growled as he swelled inside
Speaker 1: of her. Come for me, now, kitten, Come around my cock,
Speaker 1: he moaned, exploding inside of her. Her body shuddered in
Speaker 1: pleasure as her orgasm spiraled up her body before the
Speaker 1: avalanche of pleasure flooded down and exploded right there on
Speaker 1: a aching clip. So gently he kissed her lips, keeping
Speaker 1: his steel throbbing cock inside her, sliding the makeshift blindfold
Speaker 1: off her eyes, and loosening his tie from around her wrists.
Speaker 1: She sank back into his eyes, gentle gigas, with pleasure
Speaker 1: dropping from her lips as she felt her body convulsing
Speaker 1: in satisfaction, his fingers gently moving her hair from her
Speaker 1: face as he kissed her forehead tenderly. Guess that will
Speaker 1: teach you before you're a naughty again kitten, he said,
Speaker 1: before kissing her deeply, her tight against him. They're shared
Speaker 1: waves of pleasure trembling through them. Well, I hope that
Speaker 1: little story has warmed you up beautifully and got those
Speaker 1: lace panties. If yours tingling with anticipation now, next week
Speaker 1: we're going to be doing something a little new and
Speaker 1: enemy's to love a story, so you can expect some
Speaker 1: wild fucking next Sunday, won't we get wild in Bed
Speaker 1: all over again? But until then, and always with your
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