Audio Script : Friends to Lovers. Fetish. FSub.

[F4M]

Friends become lovers. I want to be your slutgirl. L-Bombs.

What I tried to do with this one is really lean in to the L-Bombs.

In my mind, our star girl has always liked our guy, but they're friends. She doesn't think of him as a potential partner because, friends. After a breakup, she explores her kinkier, submissive  side, which he felt she couldn't do with their ex. She has some random encounters over a few months but they don't work out. But hey, maybe her housemate? She'd heard he was into DS stuff, he's single and they're alone together all Summer. She thinks he'll be into it.

She's quite obsessive and thorough, so she writes out her desires and limits, since that's what all the D/S guide books advise. And, as she does so, she begins to realise she has real feelings for our guy. In my mind, she is surprised to find herself writing 'Slutgirl loves Daddy.' at the end. She hadn't known this when she began.

Originally, the reading of her D/S statement took longer and there was no sex. But hey, where's the fun in that? Then, of course it was too long, so I went back and edited it all down, removing anything  I thought was flabby. So it moves along at a breakneck pace. I find pacing hard.
All this is wish-fulfilment, right? I have to admit, though, for me the wish is to be Jessica, not our unnamed guy.
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You're home. Hey. You know who I was talking to? Trish.

Yeah. I know. Not in over a year. You were like, together, quite a while, right? But you broke up, what, two years ago?

No. I don't really know her well. That's right.

I was ... yeah, she asked if /we'd/ ever, you-know.

*laughing* No of course not. We never have, have we?  I suppose she was just, you know, curious. What with us being housemates and all.

No. I rang /her/. I was, yeah. No. I just, eh ...

Look, here's the thing. You and I. We've known each other for, like, five years? Right?

We've been housemates for two years. But we've never, you know, /been/ together.

You were with Trish, and then Donna and I was with Pete, and then, like *laughs* loads of guys. Yeah.

*laughs* Yes. I am suggesting that. I am. Kinda.

Yeah. You've thought about it, right? Steve and Jenny are gone for the Summer. We're here, working in our shitty jobs. Yeah. You've thought about it.

No? Bullshit! I call bullshit. Last night? When I was watching TV in my shorts! You. You were SO checking me out.

You were. You have before. Loads of times. For ages. Don't play dumb.

*laughs* It's okay. It's okay. I get it. I go around here in my skimpy tops and my shorts. I feel your eyes on me. Seriously. It's okay. You know.

I mean, it wouldn't be okay, if it was ... if we weren't so ... like, comfortable with each other? Right?

Right. Yeah. Everyone thinks we were together or we are. But we ... never have been.

Yeah. And, *laughing* Oh fuck you! I knew you'd make this difficult. Shut up!

You are so fucking arrogant. You know I check you out too. Of course I do. You're like, cute and really big and ... manly.

*laughs*

I don't know. It's like, some people, you just, well, it's different, between some people. And I was wondering.

No. Wait. I mean, there's ...

*sighs* *changes tone* *more earnest*

Like, I suppose. I trust you. Okay?

I've known you. I've never heard you gossip or talk about an ex. Or anything. You're you-know, you have ... integrity, and you know how to keep a secret, right?

Sure. Well. You do. I know you do.

And, yeah. Since I broke up with Pete. Well, it was fine. And yeah. I kinda went slutty for a while.

I know. It's true. It's my life, right. I don't care what people think.

But I didn't find. Not really. What I was looking for. 

I was looking for ... something different. To scratch a particular ... itch, that I have. 

But no, it didn't work out.

Yeah. Keep grinning. Just wait. Wait till I'm done.

Let me tell you what I want. No. Wait. Just ... wait.

Look, when I broke up with Pete. He was great but he just. He just wasn't the kind of person ... He just. It was just .. no.

I just couldn't ask him for what I really wanted. It was him, me. Whatever. It just wouldn't have worked.

And then, with those guys, those one-night-stands.  Yeah, that just didn't work either.

You know about that, right?

You must have heard. I brought them back to the house.

Spanking. Yeah. And names. You can hear.

No? You suspected. Sure.

And then. Well, I remembered Trish and you. And I'd, well, I'd heard things, between you two. I mean, nothing bad. Consensual. She always seemed happy. 

*laughs* At least in that department.

*more serious again* But I'd seen things. heard things. Maybe.

*matter of fact* I rang her. To ask her. To like, check your references.

No. Not really. I asked, like rhetorically? If I wanted a guy, to treat me like a slutty little whore. Could you be that guy?

*laughing* What did she say? She told me to go fuck myself.

*quiter* But she also said. Yes. You could be that guy.

You're not grinning now, are you?

I realised. After like the fifth one. Another one night stand. You can't have that kind of relationship in one night. It takes time. Intimacy.

And privacy.

And /we/ have that in spades. The whole Summer. Just the two of us in this house. Alone.

Will I tell you what I want?

I want to wear just some stockings and heels and a little boob tube. No panties. Nothing else. Around the house. Every evening.

I want to put my head in your lap when we watch TV and feel you grow hard. And then slowly suck your cock into my mouth for hours and hours.

I want you to fuck me. Whenever you want. Wherever you want. I want it to be dominant. And hard.

I want to be your slutty little plaything. All Summer.

It needs to be with someone I trust. Someone I have feelings for. Someone who knows what they're doing.

Do I know what /I'm/ doing? Of course. *laughs* How well do you know me?

I've read all the books. The good ones. I've listened to advice. I've thought about it. A lot!

I've written it all out. Here. We can go through it. The limits. The safewords. What we want out of this. What we want to avoid.

Yeah. Look here. I have four pages. I'm always thorough.

Let's start at the top. You want to go through it? Okay.

So I started with a statement. Like a mission statement. A guiding principle.

*reading* I, Jessica Lawlor, want to feel like a slutty little whore. I want to feel safe and protected. That my Daddy understands me. 

*to him* Yeah. I want to call you Daddy.

*reading* That he cares for me. That he enjoys using me for his pleasure and understands my pleasure comes from being used. I want cuddles, and before care, and after care, and during care. I want to feel desired. I want to be his slut.

*reading* I want Daddy to enjoy using me. I want him to feel comfortable with my limits so he can take me there, whenever he wants and feel secure in knowing that I feel safe with him. I want Daddy to know that I will always tell him the moment anything feels wrong. Even if it felt right some time before. I want Daddy to know that /I/ understand that being assertive and dominant is hard work. But in return I give him my body and my soul to be used by him.

*to him* I know there's a lot of 'I wants' in there, but that's kind of the point, right? So you know. You could write your own. It's more difficult than I thought.

*to him*  Okay. Yeah? There's lots more. We're into specifics now.

*reading* I want to be clear that what goes on at home, stays at home. We will neither of us ever break this confidence.

*reading* I want to dress how I like, when I like. If I dress slutty. I'm probably 'on'. If I dress conservatively, I'm probably off. But you need to be sure. Daddy can check easily by just asking how I feel.

*to him* Writing this out. That seemed wrong. But now I'm reading it. It's okay. I can picture it. You can always ask. It won't break the mood. I mean 'do you want this?' When the answer is yes, then that increases the passion, right? And if it's no. Then you were right to ask. Right? Yeah.

*reading* I retain the right to be on or off whenever I want and with no notice or explanation. When I'm on, Daddy can use me all he wants, subject to this agreement. When I'm off. We're back to friends again. Hugs are fine but nothing beyond that. Daddy doesn't get to ask why.

*reading* My safeword is doorbell. If I'm gagged or have Daddy's cock in my mouth then the safeword gesture is the thumbs down sign. If my hands are tied and my mouth is gagged then I can signal with a nose wiggle.

*to him* Yeah. Like this. I know. It /is/ cute. Isn't this fun? I am getting so wet reading this to you,.

*cough* *reading* For this reason. I can never be masked and gagged at the same time. But mask without gag is okay and gag without mask, more than okay. I like being gagged.

*reading* I want to be lubed all the time. I like feeling ready. I will endeavour to be lubed for Daddy's cock or fingers all the time but it's Daddy's responsibility to be sure that I am properly lubricated for him.

*reading* I love to be spanked. But spanking is special. It needs to be with verbal domination, or during sex when I'm already very aroused. Just a random spank in the hallway is not okay, even if I am 'on'. It has to be in the context of sex or a sexual scene.

*to him* Is this okay? Have I gone into too much detail? I'm aware of my tendency to obsess and overwork things.

*to him* No? It's good? I have to tell you, I enjoyed writing all this out and thinking it through. It was hard, but really liberating. I've been anticipating you coming home all day, so I could read it to you. But the reality is even more of a fucking rush though.

*cough* I'll go on, shall I?

*reading* I have a wide variety of harnesses and butt-plugs and sex toys that I bought when I was trying to explore this side of me. Turns out I don't much enjoy ropes. But I do like feeling constrained by straps. I love being gagged. But I also like to talk.

*to him* Yeah, I know, some of this isn't a surprise. *laughs*

*ahem* *reading* I like wearing slutty clothes and outfits but I also like being exposed. I want to explore all of these contradictions and kinks with Daddy. I want to experiment,  and I reserve the right to be illogical, complicated, contradictory and impossibly frustrating. Daddy doesn't get to complain about this. But in compensation he gets to explore all of this with me.

*reading*  I want to drink pints of Daddy's semen. I want all of it. Daddy is not allowed to masturbate or, /does this even need to be said?/ go with any other woman during the length of this agreement.

*reading* I want to sleep with Daddy in his bed.  I want to wake up with his arms around me. Daddy and I need to go to bed at the same time. If I am tired he needs to come to bed with me. If he is tired he can bring me to bed. Daddy is not allowed to get up before me. Even if this means he has to wake me up, like if he has an early shift at work. At all times I am to be his special slut girl.

*to him* *emotional* *there's a tear rolling down her cheek* Sorry. Could you fetch me some water?

*drinking sounds*

*to him* No. I'm fine. Good, really. Could you give me just a little hint of what you're thinking? I like the silent brooding hulk thing but I'm kind of opening myself up here and a hint of feedback ...

* to him* Is that nod telling me you agree to everything?

Okay. Especially waking up beside me? *emotional laugh* Sure. Yes. That's my favourite part too.

Okay. On we go. Over the page. Last one.

*reading* I want to be called names. Slut, whore, cunt, fuck-toy. That kind of thing. Also, possessive. I am /Daddy's/ slutgirl. I want to be reminded of that. Constantly.  I don't want to be called a bitch because that makes me sound mean. Words that emphasise my sexual submissiveness and neediness are positive. Words that make me feel worthless are not. I reserve the right to change my mind on this without notice or reason. See point 5a.

*reading* Daddy is to be assertive and dominant over his slutgirl. When we are 'on' he will put me, his slutgirl, into positions to emphasise his control and mastery of my body. I will not be putting any effort into thinking stuff up. It is Daddy's responsibility to invent, vary and extemporise scenes. He will need to explore just how I want to be dominated and used, and he will use his imagination and strength to try things out. I will give feedback before, after and during on how this is working. Both slutgirl and Daddy understand and accept that I can be a demanding and needy pain-in-the-ass but we agree to go ahead with this anyway. I will do my best to be as flexible and positive as I can and Daddy will do his best to do the same.

*to him* Last bit. Are we still okay?

Because this is the hard bit.

*reading, slowly* Slutgirl loves Daddy. I reserve the right to say this before during and after.

*sniff*

Oh. *Kissing sounds*

*slightly dreamy from here on*

You're right. I didn't put down anything about kissing.

How could I have forgotten?

I /love/ kissing.

Do you want to add anything to the agreement? You can't cross anything out.

Oh. Sure. Yes. Here's a pen.

*reading as he writes.* Daddy. Loves. Slutgirl.

And your signature. I should sign too, right Daddy?

Jess Ic ah.

I'm sorry. I'm kind of siting on a puddle here. I've been leaking juice all the time.

I don't usually, leak, so much. But I squirted a lot of lube into my pussy and my ass before you came home and with all my own, eh pussy juice, I can feel a damp patch.

Yeah, I want to start now. Of course. Would you like to see what I'm wearing underneath my clothes?

Sure. Just a sec. Oh dear. These leggings need to go in the wash.

Uh huh. They're like suspender straps with no suspenders. And each band goes around my legs.  Fetishy, huh?

No panties of course. And just the little below-the-knee  stockings. And my fishnet haltertop.

Oh wait. I have a choker. Here, in my bag. It's more of a collar really. It has a loop for a leash.

Will you put it on me? Collar me Daddy?

Fuck. This was such a good idea, wasn't it Daddy?

Yes. This feels right. I knew it would.

Do you want to use me now? I think I've made you hard with all this talk.

Cuddles first? Uh huh. Yes. That's good.

Oh God. Yes.  Please. Hug me nice and hard please. Tight. Crush me.

*he lifts her off the floor in his arms*

*surprised, happy* Oh. Oh. I love being lifted up too. Oh yes. That feels so good. Let me wrap my legs around your waist. Can you hold me up?

*whispering*  Is this okay? Is it too much too fast?

*whispering* No? You like it? Don't say you do just to please me.

*whispering, maybe a sob* I like this a lot. I feel very safe and secure here in your arms. My weight on you. Is it too much?

*whispering* You can take it? You can take /me/? I want you to. So much.

*whimpering* I don't know what to do now. My cooze is on fire with wanting you. But I love the cuddles too. I'm worried I won't be good at this.

*softly, relieved* Oh yeah. You decide. Yeah. Cool. Uh huh. On the couch.

*he carries her there*

Oh fuck. Yes. Lying over your lap feels so good.

Jesus. Ignore my legs. I'm just trembling. I want it. I do want it. Please.

Fuck. The halter top and the socks and no panties make me feel so ...

Oh Christ! Your hand stroking my ass is like electricity.

*she starts to lost control, talking fast, very submissive through this*

*suddenly very fast - just gabbling* Please Daddy Please Daddy Please Daddy...

*spank*

Nnnngh. Uhn hunnh. Unh hunh.

Oh God Please Please Please.

*spank*

Hanh! Hanh! Hanh! Shit. Fuck. Fuck.

*loud* When you stroke me. It's too fucking much!

The spanking. The stroking. Jesus Fucking Christ Fuck!

*whining* Oh God Daddy! Your fingers there. Oh shit! Pleeeeease!

*spank*

Fuck! Hold me. Hold me. Shit. I can't stop trembling.

Oh Thank You. Thank you. yes. Grip my hair. Yes. Please.

*panting, fighting to get herself under control again* Fuck Huh. Yes. Huh.  It's okay. Huh. Huh.

*more in control,  but still worked up*

I'm okay. I'm okay. You can spank me again.

Please.

Oh fuck. The stroking. My ass is on fire. Pleeeease.

Please do it again.

I know. I know. Is it pretty? Is it?

Does it look pink?

Can you see you hand print?

*whining* Please more.

Oh fuck. Your fingers. Okay. Yes. That's ...

Fuck.

I know. I'm so wet. I'm sorry. It's ready for you. For your cock.

Please stroke harder. Please. Shit.

*whining* You're such a tease.

I never ... felt anything like that

When you spanked me. Jesus.

I've been spanked before. It was nothing. Nothing compared to this.

*movement as he lifts her to his lap, straddled, face to face*

Oh. Oh hi. Hi baby. *kissing* Mmmh. I love being in your lap.

Spanking. Then cuddles. This is the best. So good.

*kissing* You like it too? I think you do. You don't say much.

You like these, huh? My little puppies. The fishnet halter doesn't hide much does it?

You like the straps? They're just for show really. Just to accentuate my chest.

You like looking at them, don't you?

I like you looking. I want to look sexy for you.

Want to bite them?

*sudden* Fuuuck, baby. Jesus. Your teeth on my nipples.

Fuuuuck! So sensitive. Yessss. Ffffft.

*gasping* Aaaah.

Oh man. Look at the stain on your pants.

I'm just a leaky little pussy aren't I?

I don't normally drip this much.

*surprise as he lifts her up* Oh. Oh. Carrying again. Can I cling on tight?

Whoops. Mind the door. Woah! Okay. The hall?

Oh. Upstairs.  Yay.

Please, can we stop in my room? I want to pick up some stuff.

*whispering* I love being carried. That's just what I meant when I said you need to take charge.

*whispering* I'll do my bit. I'll tell you when it's good. And *kissing* It's all good so far.

*he dumps her onto her bed* Oof. Uh huh. Okay. What do we want to play with?

I made a mess when I was deciding what to wear for you.

Velcro Straps? Obviously.

This? This is a bridle. You put it in my mouth. Like a horse. For fucking.

Uh huh. And then there's reins, here. It's a chore to put on but I think it would feel good with your cock in me from behind. I tried it on before. But that guy was shit.

You know what this is? It's a spreader. Yeah. Also a bit of a chore to get on.

I love the ball gag. No?

You like hearing me talk? Okay.

What would you like?

Just the straps? Okay. Yeah! Fuck yeah! The ball gag too.

*lifted again* Whoops! Oh fuck, you're so strong. I love the way you pick me up.

Oooooh. Daddy's room.

*whispering* Wait. Wait. More kissing please. Mmm Mmmh.

*whispering* Is it /our/ room now? I want it to be. Mmmfh. Please. Talk to me.

Yes. yes.

*emotional* When you say you love me. My heart swells. I feel it inside me. 

Say it again please.

I love you so much Daddy.

Oh fuck. Did we waste these years not being together? Or does it only feel like this because we waited?

Yeah. Of course, it's not just sex. I'd love you anyway.

I know. I know. it only matters that we're together now. And I'm your slutgirl and you're my Daddy.

Okay, okay. I think I'm about as ready to be bound and gagged and fucked as a slut can be.

Does it shock you when I talk like that? Is it all freaking you out?

*thrown on the bed* 

Oof!  *bed bouncing. Laughing* No? You're sure. Because we could just ...

I could just shut the fuck up? Yeah?

Get on my hands and knees? Yeah?

Drape my ass over the end of the bed? Expose my little cunt to you?

*spank* Fuck! Yes! I love it!

*strained laugh* Still too much talking?

*cheeky* Well you could ...

*struggle* Ow! Oh yes ... Fucking ... Tie it .... Gggahh Mmmh!

*he gags her with the ball gag*

*Gagged screaming, fucking sounds, for a while. If you could make it /happy/, lustful gagged, screaming...?*

* He loosens it and she spits out the ball-gag*

Ptwah! 

*Panting* *out of breath* *fucking sounds* Huh. Huh Huh. 

Thank you.

Huh

Yes.

Huh.

Sir.

Huh.

I'll be.

*rising to a scream* Quieeeeeet!

Oh fuck. 

Hanh.

Your hands. Your *grunting* fingers ...

*whining* They're so fucking, hard. You're punishing my little clit so much.

Hanh. Hanh. Flip me over /please/.

Oh. Oh thank you. Yes. Oh my lovely man. Face to face. Fuck.You're so gorgeous.

Oh yeah. Come here. Oh I /love/ hugs. 

And the chance to *kissing sounds* Mwah. Mwah. Kiss your face.

Oh. Oh. I feel you. Probing. Searching for my slit. Are you gonna ...? Ahhh.

Oh. It slides in so /deep/. You're so fucking big, and my little cunt is so fucking sore.

Yes. Yes. You want to unload in me? Yeah? That's what I want. Yes.

Oh Jesus. Fuck. You're just edging in me. So slow.You bastard. 

I fucking.

Love it.

Oh. 

The 

Gag.

*mmmhfh* *mmmsh* *MMMFFGH*

*more gagged fucking sounds until*

Ptwah.

*cough*

*gritting her teeth and grunting through this*

Oh yes. Lovely. 

My Ankles.   

Belong. 

In your.

Tight. 

Grip.

*fatser* Please Daddy. Please. Oh Thank You Thank You.

For making me cummmmm.

*grunting*

You like that? Huh? Feeling my legs tremble?

I've lost control of them. 

You're just using me now. Like a sex doll.

Whatever you want Daddy.

/Wherever/ you want.

I get to choose?

Easy. Inside me. Please. 

Fill me.

Up.

Oh Daddy. Oh Daddy.

Is it good? Is it good?

Cumming in your little slutgirl's snatch.

So much love for me.

Am I a filthy enough slut for you? 

All for you.

All for you.

*he lifts her again*

Oh. Oh.

You can still lift me up? Not tired?

*laughing* I feel you trembling now.

Aww. Your cock is sliding out. Shit

I'm leaking everywhere.

Put me down and cuddle me. I want to keep your cum inside.

*bed sounds. sheets*

*snuggling*

Mmm. So nice. Your arms around me. Oh and your legs. Yes. Wrap me up in you.

Tell me you enjoyed it. Please.

Uh huh.  Yeah. I just need to hear you say it.

I enjoyed every second. But the spanking was the best. Jesus. I felt like I was being electrocuted. It nearly drove me mad.

No that wasn't the best. Best was when you picked me up.  I was so unsure if you wanted me, but when you lifted me into your arms, I felt like your best, most prized possession. So safe and loved.

Hey. Stop looking at my gag. *giggle* I want to wear it like a necklace. 

Yeah, very slutty. But no gagging me now. I told you. Being your slut will make me even more of a chatterbox. You'll just have to deal.

Yeah. I want to go to sleep. But I want to talk too. *yawn*

But being in your arms feels so good.

So right.

So safe.

*falls asleep* *if you could make sounds like him adoringly staring at her sleeping for a couple of hours in complete silence, that would be cool*

--- * continue? *

Hmmm? No I'm not sleeping. 

Just lying here. Feeling good.

Your hand feels so good.

Bored? No. Are you? 

No? But if you think I am ...?

Okay. No. I love just lying here. Your hand on my pussy. Another on my tit. Just lying on you. Feeling you breathe as you rub me.

I think about it all day. Looking forward to when we can do this. We don't even watch TV any more. 

Do you want to?

Me either. Your hand is all I need. Is it good for you honey? I'm not even touching you. 

Well, yeah, I am lying on you. Sprawled between your legs. I love feeling your hardness against my spine. 

Uh huh. You'll tell me if it does start to bore you right?

Mmm Hmm. I was just ... dozing. 

But now. Now I'm thinking you are bored. 

Hee hee. Regretting you disturbed me? 

Okay. Rub me more if you like and you want me to explore. Stop if it's a no-no. Okay?

Ha Ha. I haven't started yet. Don't stop. Play fair.

Okay. How about in public? Fuck me where we can be seen. Or there's at least a risk?

No? Okay. Not a fantasy of mine either.

But how about, well, we go out and I dress really slutty. Wear short skirts. Wear my ball gag like a necklace?

No? That's a maybe? No?

How about double teaming me. Get another guy.

Okay. Fuck. No. Put your hand back. Okay. Not that. Not fair. I didn't say anything about lifting your hand. Put it back. Sorry. 

Okay. So, no. Good. I'm only yours. 

So, how about ... not just bondage. But you lock me up. Like a cage or something.

No? Fuck baby. You don't like any of this. You try? Come on. Put something on the table.

I know you like what we do. But we're exploring here. We added stuff since the start. You bought me that anal plug. And the fuck handles. I love them. 

And I love them more because you wanted to use them on me. Especially for that. So come on. Surely there's something.

Oh. Okay. Well? 

Fuck. 

Shit baby. You upped the game fast there. Is that like a real marriage proposal?

*noises* *movement*

Oh no no. No no. Don't do that. No. Please. It' silly. We're not silly. You don't have to go on one knee. Fuck that. But ... Really? You think this sexual ... thing ... we have going could be the basis for a real and lasting relationship?

Sorry. No. Don't. Please don't look like that. I mean. Stop. I would love to be your wife. You make me so, so happy. I love you. I love you. But, and I have to say but. We've been together ... like this ... for just a couple of months. All we do is fuck. Wouldn't you ... Don't you worry you will get bored with me?

Fuck. Shit. I'm ruining this. Please don't be hurt. I'm not ... rejecting you. I adore you. I just don't want to ... ruin your life.

Sorry. Sorry. No. I'll ...

I get that. I know. 

I do. I really do.

I know yes. 

Please. Please. I know. I'm ... wait. Just wait. I'll ...

Please Sir. Will you make me your wife?

Okay? Yes? Better? Hold on. 

I want to give myself to you completely. Legally. So everyone knows I'm yours. 

I know I'm wilful and controlling. And thoughtless, but maybe you can find a way to train me. 

Train me to be a better slut. A good wife.

Yeah? Am I fixing it? I'm sorry. Did I call what we have a sexual ... thing? Please. Forget that. I ... my mouth runs away with me and I say stupid things. 

Can I sit on your lap, please?

Yeah. Uh huh. 

*kissing* MMmmffh. Mmmmfh.

I'll be such a good wife for you. Fuck. I love saying that. Can I call you hubby? Please?

How did I not think of this before? Thank you for asking me. It will be my privilege to be your bride. 

Yeah? You think so? What makes a good wife, huh? Sluttiness? Devotion?

Love? Yeah, you're such a big softy, aren't you? Well if it's love then I'll be the best wife ever.

Mmmfh. Mmmfh. 

*whispering* And you'll be the best husband. 

Can I try it out? Huh?

*speaking voice*

Sorry we're late for the dinner party. My husband was giving me a savage ass-fucking and I needed a while to recover.

*giggle* Oh yeah. It sounds good.

Oh, your husband got you earrings for Christmas? My husband got me a slave collar. Engraved. Yes. It's says 'Daddy's 'lil slut'.

I think being married could bring our relationship to a whole new level.

*different voice*

Yeah. I want kids. So bad. Do you think I could be a good Mom?

You always say that. Tell me for real.

I know you think it's true. I ... don't feel it. I do want to have children. Your children. But I worry ...

Yes. I know. You can do the thinking. And the fucking. You want to get me pregnant? Huh? Now? 

Okay. Maybe you should just take over now. I'm kinda losing it here. Feels so good grinding on your fucking cock. I'm babbling.

Yessss. Oh fuck. It feels so good every time. The rush when you grab me. Hold me. Pin me. 

Please just fucking shut me up with your cock.

Mmmmmfh.  Mmmmsh.

Yeah. That works too.

You wanna ball-gag me darling? It's right here. Around my throat. Ready for you.

No? Not yet? You want to hear me run off at the mouth? Beg for you? Go fucking crazy for you?

Fuck yes. Uh huh, Thank you. Oh fuck. Your hands. Fuck.

I'd be such a fucking princess for you. I'd want everything white and pink. Pink dress. White Apron. Pink ball-gag.... Nnngh. 

Fuuuck.

Yes. I want that. I want that for us. 

Me at the sink, Preparing Dinner. You, coming home.

I'm wearing an apron. Crotchless panties. Slutty makeup. Just for you.

You put your arms around me. Feel the bump you put in my belly.

Your cock swelling behind me. You take me there at the kitchen sink.

My hands in the rubber gloves. Gripping the edge.

Huh? Yeah, of course. It doesn't harm the baby. You'd want to fuck me while I'm pregnant, right?

Oh ho ho. Yes, you would. You like /that/ don't you

Fuck. Do it now. I want to see that look in your eyes. I can't wait.

Oh fuck. That would be best. In public. I mean. Oh my God. I have such a perfect picture.

It's Summer. I'm like eight months gone. Big belly.  Summer dress. Bare legs. I'm soo pretty and we're shopping. You're pushing the trolley and getting the groceries. I'm just holding the list. Because I'm so big. Your pregnant princess. And everyone who sees us knows. You put it in me. And I love you so much. And you're my big strong man.

What? Does it bother me? After all this time you ask that? I /love/ it. You see how people look at us. I'm so small. You're a kind of a man-bear. Everyone thinks it. He must crush her in bed. She's such a size-queen. 

I love the feeling of being overpowered. You're so gentle. Even when you're rough. Especially when you're rough. I feel so safe with you. 

You lift me and cuddle me and envelop me. When I'm carrying your baby?  So much more. 

In bed. Sleeping. You wrapped around me. Me around our child. So warm and safe and protected. 

Put your hand here. Here. It's ready for you. My womb. Ready for you. To make your baby. Our first child. Don't wait. Start now. 

Yes I'm serious. Of course. Oh, you're so fucking sensible. You want to plan it out. Don't you want to just take me, impregnate me, fuck the consequences?

ooooh. Okay. Put the condom on. Jesus. But we're going to do this. Soon right? Get married. Have kids?

Yeah. Yeah. I know. Fuck Mmmmfh Mmmmmmwah.

You love me. Right? I know. But yeah? I know I'm crazy, it's just the sex, but I do want ... 

Yes. Oh Jesus, yes. I love when you put me like this. One arm around me, the other between my legs. yes. Fuck. Oh God yes. 

Uh huh? Honey? Am I annoying? 

You laugh but I know I just babble. I don't know how you can stand it.

Oh I know. You love me. Oh please. Rub it more. Uh huh. You want me to ...?

No. Oh God.  It feels SO GOOD.

if I do. Annoy you. Just fucking gag me. It's right here. Always. Ready for you. Like me. Always ready for you. For your hand. For your cock.

But please, please, it worries me. Tell me what you like. What gets you hot for me? I always lead. You deflect me. You just say you want what I want. I know you like me like this. Needy and slutty.  

What? When I wriggle? Jesus. I'm wriggling all the time honey. Squirming. Your hand ...

When I try to get away? Fuck. I don't want to get /away/ ...

Sorry, sorry. Okay, yes. I'll .... oooh ...

Like, if I do like ....

Unnnh. Yeah.Uh huh. I like that too. I know you ....

Oh fuck, baby, Baby, BABY! 

Unnha Hah. Oh fuck! Shit. 

Oh my God, Yes! Oh Jesus Yes. 

You like that? Huh? Oh fuck. You're not so gentle now. Uh huh. 

If I ... Oh shit. I'm so sweaty. Hah! Hah!

Oh I nearly got away there. Careful. Fuck. I might break free.

Oh God. So intense. You're going to make me cum honey.

Fuck. Thank you. Thank you for telling. Shit. I see why you're so reserved. It's kinda nasty. But I love struggling against you. I know I can't break away. I don't want to. It's okay. We're just. Unnnnh. Playing. 

Ha. Yes. I couldn't if you bound me. Fuck do you want to? Uh huh? I love it when you strap me up. Tight. 

Oh. Oh wait. Better idea. Will you trust me? Just ... Please ... trust me, okay?

No. No. Stop. I'm going to go and get the straps. Will you do something? Just take off your shoes. Yeah. Okay. Just a sec. 

<pause>

Okay baby. I got them. 

Yeah. Here they are. Now all you need is me.

Uh uh. You don't have me. You're going to have to catch me. It's a big house. Two staircases. Corridors. i should be able to evade you for quite a while. 

Woah. Oh ho ho. Stop! Wait. I have rules.

First. I won't go outside. Second. Play for keeps. I'm going to go fast. And I'm small and agile and sneaky. Third. I will struggle. You're going to need those straps to hold me down and subdue me. Four. My safeword is still doorbell. Five. I am so wet.

Thump thump thump. 

<chasing>

<struggles>

Fuck  Fuck. Shit. No. No. Lemme go. Shit. 

Hanh. Hanh. Hanh. 

Fuck you. Fuck you. You think I'm going to stop struggling just because you have me like this? Pinned in your arms? Hah!

You're going to have to get those straps on me tight if you want to fuck me.

huh. Huh. Oh. Fuck. Wait. What are you dooooing?

You bastard. Shit. Oh fuck you're so strong. Shit! Your knee between my legs. Fuck.

Oh my God. Oh my God. What are you doing?  Hnngh Hnngh.

You're putting my hair in a scrunchie? What the fuck. Oh my God it's a handle. Oh Jesus Fucking Christ.

Fuck. I didn't think you could do this wothout the straps. Oh shit. Oh shit.

What? You're taking off your belt. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Around my throat?

Huh? Oh time out? What are you whispering? Doorbell? Are you fuckingg crazy? I LOVE this.

No you won't choke me. Just ... honey ... keep going.

Oh fuck with my legs so spread I'm so exposed face down.

Oh shit. You're sliding in so easy.

Fuck. Fuck. Oh I can't struggle. My legs are too weak. And your cock is fucking incredible inside me. I'm sorry. I thought I could keep it up. But I just want to be fucked.

Oh baby. I love you so much. Was I good? Did I run good? I loved being chased. Feeling like prey. 

But I love being caught moooore.

I love being held down and fucked like this. In your power. Wrapped up in you. Thrusts so deep inside me. Fuck me like you own me baby.

Oh God it's so slow. It's torture honey. You play me like a fucking instrument you know so well. My body is your little toy. Keeping me so close to the edge. Playing with me. If you sped up just a touch. I'd fucking come so hard but you Just. Keep. Thrusting. In. 

Turn me over and pick me up pleeeeease. I want to be your toy on your cock. 

What? Run Away? Ah ha ha ha.

Oh Yes. Thank you. Thank you honey. Ummm. So nice to put my arms around you.

Oh yeah. Looking in your eyes is the best. Showing you how you make me feel. 

Don't get tired. Yeah. Put my back on the wall if you need. 

Humph. Yeah. I'm coming now honey. Sorry. Fuck. Fuck me through it. Uh huh. 

Mmmnngh. Fuck. You just let go into me on cue, didn't you. You have such control. 

Yes. Put me on the bed please. My legs are like jelly. 

Oh my god. So much leakage. I ... Thanks, yes. I'll sit on it. Shit. We need to change these sheets every day these days.  

Lie down beside me baby. Please, yeah. I need cuddles from my Daddy bear.

Oh fuck, honey. How could I be a Mommy? All I want is to be your baby girl and get fucked by my Daddy. Look at me here, all covered in bruises and leaking jizz from every hole. Could this ever be a Mom?

Oh baby. You have such faith in me.