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, Tori knew exactly what her client wanted. He had a particular appetite for the wild, the daring, and she was prepared to meet his desires with her own special brand of charm. She slipped into the black lace bodystocking he had requested—a risqué choice, barely-there, fitting her curves with the perfect mix of allure and edge. With a final check in the mirror, she gave herself a confident smile and waited for his arrival.
As he stepped into the room, he froze, clearly taken aback by the sight of her in the provocative lace, the subtle sparkle of her gloss catching the light. She watched his reaction with a hint of amusement, pointing him to the bed where she’d tied ropes securely, not just to the corners but to the midsections, ensuring he’d be completely at her mercy.
With a practiced hand, she bound him, each knot a promise of what was to come. His body was tense beneath her touch, anticipation building as she let her nails dance lightly over his skin, each caress driving him further into her control. She watched him closely, relishing the power of his submission, teasing him as a cat would a mouse, always keeping him on the edge of release but never quite letting him reach it.
At last, Tori positioned herself above his face, close enough for him to feel her warmth, close enough for him to ache with longing, yet just out of reach. His breath grew ragged as he strained toward her, craving a taste. With a sudden, deliberate motion, she lowered herself onto him, her voice a commanding whisper, “Show me what that mouth can do. Don’t stop until I say so.”
Obediently, he complied, his movements slow at first, intensifying as she encouraged him, each flicker of his tongue sending waves through her until, at last, her body convulsed with pleasure, leaving her breathless.
But Tori wasn’t finished. Shifting down, she took her place between his legs, her fingers wrapping firmly around him, her touch skilled and unyielding. She could feel his body tense beneath her hands, desperate for release as she murmured, “You think this belongs to you?” With a wicked smile, she tightened her grip, reminding him why he had come to her.
She brought him to the brink over and over, each time pausing long enough to let him calm, only to drive him to the edge once more. His muffled groans filled the room as he strained against the ropes, helpless and utterly captivated. She leaned close, voice low and commanding, “Didn’t you ask me to go longer? I’m only giving you exactly what you wanted.”
Finally, she allowed him release, his entire body trembling, consumed in a shattering climax. But she kept her hold, refusing to let him go, even as his sensitivity became almost unbearable, dragging him through every last pulse of pleasure until he was left utterly spent.
As she untied him, Tori offered him a knowing smile, her final words a soft, lingering reminder, “A taste of surrender, just as you asked. And I’ll be here whenever you crave it again.”
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