Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s Story is titled “Savor” Dear First Dom, It is safe to say I won’t do a thing, I will get on my knees and obey the word. The power in surrender, the thrill in submission.
Every whispered command ignites a fire, a dance of desire where I lose myself, willingly, eagerly, craving the sweet taste of your control
Do you want to control me tonight, Sir? Let’s Begin…
The morning breaks, the songbird heralds its dawn and I want you, I want you here, I want you here with me, your strong body pressed in close, eyes sleepily drifting across my curves, your hands caressing this aching softness, transitioning from cotton to warmth to cashmere.
Lazily tracing the beauty spots speckling my skin, your sigh, my moan, our whispers, the words of your lust, your yearning, your need to taste, to savor, to have me come hotly on your tongue, against your lips, in your mouth before you rise up and tenderly take hold, spreading me wide, revealing my brightness.
My glistening desire to the room, to your gaze and your hardening flesh, my body arching, arcing, the feline now awakened as your breath, your urgent thirst make landfall at last.
Oh Doctor, I need you so fucking bad. You turn me on so much, you know this.
