So, my good boy, I want to try something a little different today, and I'm sure you won't
mind. Actually, I'm confident you're going to love it, just like you love everything
I make you do. You are my good boy, after all. First things first, though, I'm going
to need you to be entirely naked for me. If it's cold, put the heat up, and get ready
to do as you're told. Today, I don't mind where you are. You can be lying in bed, sitting
in a chair, on your couch, even in a nice bath. All that matters is that you're comfortable
and ready to follow my instructions. Last but not least, I obviously want your cock
to be hard and ready for me. Don't touch it yet. You don't need to make it hard, do you?
It's probably already getting arack the moment you heard my delicious, sexy voice. Or even
better, the moment you saw that I posted a brand new audio for my good boy. I want you
as hard as you've ever been, and ready to fuck yourself for me. To me. And, of course,
I want you to call me Miss the whole time. I own you, after all, my good boy. So, I reckon
you didn't need much time to get hard for me, right? That's what I want you to do today.
When I say so, I want you to start stroking your hard cock slowly. Pick a nice, slow rhythm,
and make sure you can keep it, because I want you to fuck yourself at the rhythm non-stop
until the end. You are not allowed to take your hand off your cock until it's over, and
you are not allowed to come until I say so. Since you're such a good boy, though, I shall
allow you to try and keep yourself from coming early by squeezing your cock hard and taking
a deep breath before starting again. But if that's not enough to stop yourself from coming,
well, if that's not enough, you are to take your hand off your cock and ruin your orgasm.
Then keep listening to me until the end without touching your cock again, even if it gets
hard anew, and it will get hard anew. That would be a befitting punishment for a bad
boy who pretends to be such a good boy. On the other hand, if you are able to hold on
until the very end, I promise you the slowest, hardest, most satisfying orgasm you've ever
had, and it's going to be all thanks to your mess. Now you better get ready. Stroking starch.
Now stroke for me, my boy. Keep it slow, keep it steady, and listen to me. Don't you wish
I was there with you? Don't you wish it wasn't your hand stroking your hard cock but mine?
I would have tied you up at my complete mercy as I stroke you slowly, teasingly, torturing
you with uncomprehensible pleasures. I can already hear you begging me to go faster,
but no, no, no. Today, we are taking our time, and I want to build a big orgasm and an equally
bigger load. Begging is useless. Actually, if I was with you, you wouldn't even be able
to beg. I would have gotten you gagged, probably with my panties and unable to let anything
out but your delicious bones. How I would love to feel you shiver and quiver under my
touch as I take you on the slow road to ecstasy. Your cock would be in heaven with me. I'd
look into your eyes and see the pleasure I give you, see how much you want to come for
me already, but I would also see how much of a good boy you are, trying to resist the
urge to explode in my hand, doing your utter best to please and satisfy me. I would be
able to see how much I own you, how much you belong to me, and how much you love that.
There is no one else who makes you feel like I do. Not your wife, not your girlfriend,
not anybody you've ever been with. Only I can make you feel that way. Only I can give
you such an intense pleasure. That's why you keep coming back to me. That's why you
always do as I say. And that's why you're my good boy. Now keep stroking for me, my
good boy. This is only the beginning. How is it going for you? Have you already had
to stop and squeeze your cock? It's perfectly alright if you did. I've allowed you to. As
long as you don't come without permission and keep stroking slowly, you may squeeze your
cock and try to stop the orgasm. It's only natural that you'd want to come for me. I
made you hard. I'm the one making you stroke, and I shall be the one to reward you with
an orgasm. Keep stroking for me, ever so slowly. Imagine me with you, my hand locked on your
cock as I tell you all these dirty things. You are such a good boy, and I want to use
you so bad. Imagine me sitting on your lap right now, teasing, stroking your hard cock
with my hand, my sweet wet pussy so close to it. My panties are still in your mouth,
but I know what you want. You want me to sit on your hard, meaty cock. You want my pussy
to embrace your twitching, horny dick. You want me to take you, right here, right now.
You want me to fuck you the only way I can, but that won't do. You're my good boy, and
my good boy doesn't have any wants. My good boy only has needs. And so, you need me to
take you. You need me to fuck you, don't you? But I won't. I won't do it today, because
before you can be rewarded what you need, you have to deserve it. I don't want you to
get it because you've been begging for it, no matter how well you've begged. I want you
to get it because you've been such a good boy for me. A reward is an order, and the
first step to get said reward is to keep slowly stroking your cock until you are allowed to
come. I know it's difficult to stroke for me and not come, even if you're allowed to
stop to keep yourself from exploding, but you've got to do it. That's what it means
to be a good boy. You do as I say, and you know that. If you do as I say, the reward
you get is more worth it. Isn't that right? Of course it is, my good boy. Now, let's go
back to your imagination. As you're still stroking your cock at this slow rhythm, I'm
still with you, and my hand is still stroking you, but my panties are not in your mouth
yet. Something else says. Do you know what? Do you know what it is? That's right. It's
my pussy. My soft, tasty, wet pussy that you're eating with such delight and devotion. You're
my good boy. You know what to do. The better you eat my pussy, the harder my grip on your
cock, but I won't be going faster, and you're not going to come. Don't you really wish I
was there with you, really sitting on your face so you can devour my pussy like a good
boy? Too bad I'm not, so you're left having to imagine what it would be like to be underneath
me, and what my juices taste like. All you have is your hand, slowly stroking your cock
through me while you listen to all the filthy, dirty things I tell you, and follow all my
instructions. Are you still stroking? I hope so. You're a good boy. There's no way you
would have already come and ruined it. Maybe you're squeezing your cock really hard right
now, trying your best not to climax because you're my good boy. And you know you can only
come when I say so. Whichever it is, don't stop. I want you to keep going for me. I want
you to be desperate for release, needy for pleasure. You'll get that orgasm, my good
boy, but only on my terms. I own you, your cock, and your pleasure, so I can do whatever
I want with you, and what I want at the moment is for you to keep stroking your hard, horny,
twitching cock to my voice. Say, my good boy, you have a free hand, don't you? I want you
to start using it too. I want you to put it down on your balls and to gently massage them.
I want you to build up a very nice big load for me. Give those heavy balls of yours some
loving while your other hand keeps slowly going up and down, up and down on your rock,
hard, twitching cock. Don't you wish I'd allowed you to go faster now that we're also teasing
your balls? But I won't. I told you before, today you're going slow. You're going to build
an explosive orgasm for me, and you're going to do it because you are a good boy. Say,
what do you think I would be doing if I were with you, teasing you with some more than
just my voice? We already know that my panties would be in your mouth when you're not eating
my pussy. That's it. But what would I be doing to your cock other than slowly stroking it?
Perhaps my other hand would be on your balls. Just like what you're currently doing. Or
perhaps you've proven to be such a good boy that I would be using my mouth on your balls.
Can you imagine it? Me, the woman who owns you, slowly stroking your cock while I kiss,
lick and suck your balls. You probably wouldn't be able to resist coming for long, so I'd
have to stop. But for this brief moment in time when I'd be teasing both your cock and
balls, you would be in the seventh heaven. Plus, we both know that I wouldn't stop at
that. The longer you can last, the dirtier I would be teasing you. I would use every
part of my body to tease you and torture you until you climax in pure sexual, ecstatic
bliss. Right now, it's my hand on your cock, but later it'd be my breasts. My soft, beautiful
breasts slowly bouncing around your needy cock while you moan and delight in desperation
through my panties. Then, if you would last that far, I'd give your dick a taste of my
sensual mouth. Imagine my lips locking around your head, then slowly going down all the
way to the base. I'm confident I could easily deep throat you. And then, just as slowly
as they went down, my lips would go back up, and you'll hear me slurp all the pre-cum that
was trying to exit your slit. I wouldn't stop at once, though. Soon my head would be slowly
bobbing on your cock again as I listened to you trying to beg me to go faster to let you
come. And finally, and finally, if you proved to be the best of the good boys, that's when
you would be rewarded with my tight, wet, silky, welcoming pussy. And just as slowly
as I stroked you, just as slowly as I sucked you, I would fuck you. And you know you can't
come inside me. No matter of how much of a good boy you are, I would allow you to put
your hand on my hips, to hold me as I teasingly ride you, and I would take my panties out
of your mouth so that I could hear you beg me to let you come. You know how much I love
the sound of your begging voice. Please, miss, let me come. I've been such a good boy, miss.
Please let me come. How much I enjoy hearing you say those things to me. I could get off
on the sound of you begging me alone, talking about you begging me. I hope you are begging
me right now. I want you to beg me to let you come, if you've lasted that long. Slowly
stroking your cock while listening to me, you are definitely a good boy. And that's
why I want you to beg, because that's the only way good boys get their reward. So beg
me. That's my good boy, begging me just like I told him to. All right, let's get you ready
to burst. I want you to take the hand that's on your balls off of them, and start licking
and sucking this hand's fingers. I don't care if you put one or two or all five of
them in your mouth. I want you to suck on them as if they were mine. As if you're worshipping
my fingers. Suck on them real hard, and try not to bite them too when I start letting
you explode. I bet you can already feel the orgasm in your cock, trying to get out, trying
to be free. We're almost there. Keep stroking. I want you to feel the orgasm slowly building
inside of you with each stroke. I want you to feel yourself getting closer, and closer,
and closer to the point of no return for me. Moan for me. Suck on your fingers for me.
Stroke for me. Let the pleasure invade you. Take over your very core, and come for me.
I want you to come now, and don't even think of stroking faster. I want you to keep going
slow through your orgasm. You've been such a good boy. You deserve it. Keep stroking
slowly. I want you to milk every single drop of gum for me. Only when you're done milking
yourself can you let go of your cock. Until then, keep stroking for me, and keep coming
for me. You are such a good boy. How did it feel, my good boy? It was good, right? No,
don't answer. Stay there. Enjoy that beautiful sensation you get after such a good orgasm.
And since I know you want to thank me, my good boy, you're welcome.
