“How dirty would you like me to get?”
“Really dirty. Shock me. Make me cum here in my empty bed, totally fucked by what you dream of doing to me.”
“I dream of sinking my fingers deep into your wet pussy in a crowded lift as we travel upward, and feeling you shudder in silent climax as you try desperately not to cry out.”
“Oh, that’s good. What else?”
“I dream of making you paint my toenails while a roomful of men watch, wondering if we’re lovers, dreaming of us naked, grinding our pussies together. When the pink gloss dries, I push my big toe into your mouth and make you suck on it like your sucking cock. I know you like to suck cock. And all the guys can see I am your owner and that you are my little fuck toy.”
“You’re making me so wet already. Keep going, please.”
“I dream of taking you into the shower room and blindfolding you with a black silk scarf. It looks good wrapped around your long blonde hair. I make you kneel down with your legs so wide that your pussy lips almost touch the white tiled floor. I tell you to pee onto the floor.”
“What?”
“”You hesitate, but I insist. Finally, with a moan of surrender, you release your shower of golden liquid. It runs in a stream across the floor to the silver drain. I turn on the shower, and you shudder in the warm cleansing water. You clench your hands behind your back and thrust your tits forward into the water. I love looking at your tits. They are big and firm and your nipples are poking out as hard as diamonds.”
“Do you get into the shower with me?”
“No. I pull my short skirt up around my hips, and fuck myself with a big pink dildo while I watch you soak. You can hear me moaning deeply and you turn your head towards me. The blindfold is nice and secure. You know better than to try and touch yourself.”
“I know how that feels. I’m holding back now.”
“Good. Don’t touch yourself until I say you can.”
“Oh! I feel so in need.”
“All the better. I want your clit throbbing before your fingers work at it. I want you dripping in the silk sheets of your bed by the time you start to cum.”
“You’re so cruel.”
“I can be more so, believe me.”
“Tell me how. Make me weak.”
“I want you on your knees in your bra and knickers.”
“Yes.”
“I want you looking up at me.”
“Yes.”
“I’m wearing a tight rubber dress which shows each of my curves perfectly and I’m holding a lighted candle. I tip it forward so that the molten wax drips onto you, and runs down your naked shoulders, before it solidifies on your tan skin.