Her voice echoes in my mind, clear and commanding. ‘If you want to date me, you have to do what I say.’ I’m on my knees, the carpet rough against my skin, as I lean in, my heart pounding. The room is dimly lit, the only sound the soft rustle of her movements. She’s seated on the bed, her back to me, her body a silhouette of power and control. I can feel her anticipation, the thrill of her command. It’s not just about the act; it’s about the submission, the surrender to her will. I’m her cuckold, her servant, and in this moment, I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.
The Art of Submission
Her words are a symphony of dominance, each syllable a note that resonates through me. ‘Now get on your knees and start licking my asshole!’ The command is stark, unyielding. I obey, my tongue tracing the curve of her body, the taste of her skin a mix of sweat and desire. Her legs are slightly parted, her shorts a barrier that only heightens the intimacy. I’m not allowed to touch, to explore; I’m merely a tool for her pleasure. The room is silent except for the occasional gasp from her, a sound that fuels my devotion. I’m lost in the rhythm of her commands, the ebb and flow of her desires. It’s a dance, a ballet of submission, and I’m the willing partner, forever bound by her will.
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