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*Sounds of you waking up in the morning, bed sheets rustling, birds trilling outside, etc.*
*Faint kissing sounds, getting closer and louder as you kiss your way up her body until she wakes up*
(whispering) Good morning, Ma’am. May I kiss you?
[pause]
I know I’m already kissing you, I meant on the lips.
[pause]
No, not those lips… I mean, yes those lips, all the time, whenever you want, however you want, but right now I want to kiss these ones right here.
(hilariously unsexy phrasing) Your… mouth lips.
Stop laughing at me.
(laughing) I mean it, Ma’am, or I’ll—
*You’re interrupted by her kissing you*
(muffled as she continues kissing you) It’s not fair that you get to win arguments like this.
[pause]
(smartass) Yes, but during negotiation you said you… what was it again? Oh yes, you “love a sub with a mind of their own who can challenge you.” So by arguing with you, I’m actually just obeying your orders.
(with the same inflection as 'can I get an amen?') Can I get a “good boy?”
[pause]
(smug) That’s right. You might be semantically dominant, but you’re going to have to try harder to keep up with me.
*She slaps you lightly on the ass and you gasp*
(laughing) I'm not being cocky, it's the truth—
*She interrupts you with another light slap and you gasp again*
(playful) Okay I was being cocky, but now I’ve seen the error of my ways and I won’t ever do that again.
(cautious, testing the waters) You can hit me harder if you want.
[pause]
Sure, another time maybe. May I kiss you some more?
*More kissing, starting with light smooches then getting hot and heavy, take your time with it*
(slightly breathless) Thank you for last night. You were hot as fuck, and everything you did was hot as fuck and felt so good.
(hesitant) Was it good for you too?
[pause]
Are you sure? Was there... something you wanted that we didn't get to do?
[pause]
(not quite believing her answer) Okay, I’m glad to hear that. I just wanted you to enjoy yourself.
I enjoyed myself so much that I’m going to be feeling it all day. Especially whenever I sit down.
[pause]
You didn’t go too hard at all! It was perfect. In fact...
(whispering) I’m still so slick and loose from it. Here, give me your hand, let me show you…
*Sheets rustle as you guide her hand to your ass*
(seductive) Can you feel how wet I am for you? How well-fucked.
If you wanted to, Ma’am, you could fuck me again right now.
You could slide your cock into me, all the way in, no need for prep or lube…
*Wet sounds as she slips two fingers into you and you gasp in pain*
No please, please keep your fingers inside me. I’m a bit sore but it feels good…
(fuck it) I like when it hurts a little. When it burns.
[pause]
There. That’s the look right there.
I saw it on your face a few times last night, whenever we got a bit rough. That hunger…
You want to hurt me, don’t you?
[pause]
Of course, you can take your fingers out.
*You gasp again in pain as she removes her fingers*
I’m okay. You don’t have to apologize.
Just... I'm right, aren't I? You do want to hurt me.
[pause]
I don’t think you’re a bad person. The opposite, actually.
You’ve been holding back on these urges, repressing them for my sake.
You’re a good person because you care about my well-being more than your gratification.
But here’s the thing — your gratification is part of my well-being.
*Sheets rustle as she tries to pull away from you and the conversation*
No wait, please. Hear me out.
[pause as you gather your thoughts]
I’m proud to be submissive.
I think it takes a lot of courage to lay out all the things that make me tick in front of someone and invite them to use those things on me.
The things that excite me, or intrigue me, or scare me.
It takes a lot of work to know myself that well, to communicate my needs and limits, and to be an engaged and responsible scene partner.
This work is what I bring to my submission, and I’m really fucking proud of it.
What you bring to your dominance isn’t all that different. I want to know what makes you tick.
The things that put that look on your face. That you play in technicolor over and over in your mind late at night when it's just you alone with your thoughts. The things that make you want to run with how much you want it.
Which brings me back to you wanting to hurt me.
[pause]
Sorry, I can see that that wording made you flinch a little.
[pause as you think of alternative phrasing]
Which brings me back to you wanting to make me hurt. Is that better?
[pause]
(joking, cocky, callback to earlier) See? Semantics. Keep up.
(serious) I’m not a masochist. But I love being made to hurt.
The pain itself doesn’t do much for me. It’s a means to an end.
And the end is being a meal for your hunger.
It’s letting you see and hear and touch and taste what the pain does to me, the pain that I hate, the pain that I’m willing to take for you.
When you’re done with me, I wanna look like a crime scene. Like your most fucked up fantasy come true. Proof that you were here and you took what you wanted.
Please... show me your darkness. I want to see the way it lights you up. I want to walk into it with you and find what's hiding there.
I want to see the look in your eyes when you hurt me. That’s what feeds my hunger.
[pause]
I know my safewords. I will use them. If you trust my “no” then you should trust my “yes.”
Please.
[pause]
I want this. I can see that you do too.
[pause]
(excited, nervous) Thank you Ma’am. How do you want me?
[pause]
I can choose? Um…
[pause]
May I be on my back? I want to see your face.
[pause]
Thank you Ma’am.
*Sheets rustle as you roll over onto your back*
[pause as she hesitates]
(quiet but sure) I want you to hurt me. Please hurt me. Please, Ma’am.
*She slaps you in the face and you whimper*
Fuck, yes—
*Another slap and whimper/pain sounds*
Harder, please—
*Another slap and whimper/pain sounds*
Green, I'm okay, keep going...
[pause as she hesitates one last time]
Please, it's good, it's really good, please don't stop.
(this convinces her to let loose, but all her actions from here on out are still steady and controlled, not frantic)
*Three slaps and more whimper/pain sounds*
I'm trying, I want to be good but I—I can’t help my head moving when you slap me in the face—
*Another slap and whimper/pain sounds*
If you h—hold me still by my hair, then maybe I can—
*A gasp as she grabs your hair, another slap and more whimper/pain sounds*
Thank you, thank you for helping me be good for you.
*Another three slaps and whimper/pain sounds*
One more, please, the other cheek. (breathless laughter) Don’t you want to even me out?
*A final slap and whimper/pain sounds, muffled as she kisses you aggressively*
*Panting as you catch your breath*
(not catching what she said) What?
[pause]
Not on my neck or face, but anywhere else is fine.
[pause]
Where would it hurt the most? Oh god, Ma’am, I don’t, I...
(I’m in trouble) Maybe my nipples? They’re really sensitive—
*Improv pain sounds as she bites your nipple*
Ffffffffuck, your teeth, fuck…
[pause]
The other one too? Oh Ma’am, oh please, but it hurts so much…
[pause]
You’re right, I did say that, why did I say that…
[pause]
(bracing yourself) Please Ma’am, please even me out.
*Improv pain sounds as she bites your other nipple*
Thank you, fuck, thank you…
*More kissing sounds*
(muffled as she keeps kissing you) Thank you, thank you, thank you…
*More kissing sounds, hot and heavy*
(suddenly desperate) Please fuck me, oh please, Ma’am, I need you, I'm ready, I'm so ready, I’ll be so good for you, please, fuck me, please please plea—
*Wet sounds and one long pained, gasp as she finally fucks into you and bottoms out*
[pause as she holds her position inside you]
(babbling, crying) Green green green green (then slower, in time with her thrusts as she starts fucking you slowly) green... green... oh green…
*Fucking sounds and improv pained whimpers in time with her thrusts*
(breathless) Sorry Ma’am, I’m sorry, I’m not trying to push you away, it's just, the pain... I can take more when I'm allowed to touch you…
Can I please hold on to your legs?
[pause]
Thank you.
*More fucking sounds and whimpers become moans as the burn starts to turn into pleasure*
*Improv pained sounds as she suddenly slaps your inner thighs while still fucking you*
Oh Ma’am—
*More slapping and pained sounds and fucking*
(stuttering, trying to get the words out) Can—can you feel me t—tighten around your cock every time you slap, fuck, fuck, every time you slap my inner thighs?
*Another pained gasp as she starts scratching your inner thighs while still fucking you*
(crying) Oh god, Ma’am, they’re already so tender, the scratching, I don’t know if I can take it…
*More pained gasps, crying, scratching, fucking, etc. you know the drill*
(pleading) Ma’am, Ma’am, please, I don’t, I can’t…
Yellow! Yellow.
*Sighs of relief as she stops scratching and fucking you*
Thank you, thank you Ma’am.
*Kissing sounds as she gives you a moment to recover*
*Then more moaning as she starts to fuck you again, it feels good now, all pleasure and no pain, take your time with it*
(breathless) Oh Ma’am, I’m close, I’m… Am I allowed to cum?
[pause]
I think so, if you do it at the same time, I think I can…
(determined) I want to try. For you.
[pause]
Beg for it? Yes Ma’am…
(bracing yourself) Please bite me as I cum, please, oh please, I’m so close…
*Panting and fucking sounds*
Please, now, please please please—
*Improv orgasm and pain sounds as she bites your nipples*
(panting, exhausted) Thank you Ma’am, thank you, fuck, that was, fuck.
*Kissing sounds*
(giggling) Can’t even talk, I see what you did, you fucked the words right out of me…
*More kissing sounds, slowing as you come down from the high*
(lighthearted) Are my nipples still intact or did you bite them clean off? Fuck.
[pause]
Still there? Oh good. I like my nipples and I'd quite like to keep them... I mean, unless you wanted them of course, then they're all yours...
[pause]
Oooh yes please, some ice would be fantastic, I feel bruised all over, my poor thighs... maybe later though? I kind of like the soreness, feels like I just had an intense workout... (chuckling) at least that's what they tell me working out feels like, I wouldn't know.
[pause]
(shy) Was that good for you?
[pause]
I am fucking amazing, thanks for noticing!
And I’m glad I could do that for you. Your sadism, by the way? Really fucking hot. You're a natural. I love when you make me beg for something I don’t want.
[pause]
(sincere) No, really. (joking) Although, if anyone asks I’ll deny that I ever said that.
[pause]
(laughing) If you’re the one doing the asking, well, I might have to reconsider. I’m very partial to you.
[pause]
Speaking of satisfying hunger, I think you might have to do the cooking this morning, Ma’am. Your fault for fucking your boy so well that he can barely move.
[pause]
Ordering in? Genius. This is why you’re in charge. Can we do waffles from that place? With a shit-ton of whipped cream. Put that in the delivery notes: "a shit-ton."
[pause as she places the order on her phone]
ETA thirty minutes? Perfect. We’re going to make out for ten and then ice and cuddle for twenty. Did I say you were in charge? I take that back.
[pause]
(cheeky) You love my insolence.
[pause]
No? Well then. You’ll just have to bite me for that later.
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