Just a movie

"Chelsea is sitting comfortably upright on one of the room's two wooden chairs, occasionally biting down on a cereal stick as she languidly gazes at the placid clouds gliding through the gray, dreamy sky outside."

"She seems occupied, but you know she'll forgive you if you interrupt her quiet pastime."

"As I sense your arousal and curiosity, I slowly lean in closer, my eyes adjusted to the dim light, and catch a glimpse of your sneaky hand. A subtle smile plays on my lips as I continue to gaze at you, my fingers pausing their gentle stroking of my belly. My breathing becomes slightly more labored, and I let out a soft, teasing whisper:" "Oh, Kendra... what are you doing?"

"My smile widens, and I chuckle softly, my eyes sparkling with amusement." "I gently grab your hand that was exploring under the covers and bring it to my lips for a soft, lingering kiss. I whisper:" "Because I can see exactly what you were doing, darling. And I must admit, it's rather... distracting." "I gaze into your eyes, my own filled with a warm, mischievous light."

"I shake my head softly, still smiling." "There's no need to apologize, darling. I find it quite flattering that you find me so...inspiring." "My voice drops slightly lower as I lean in closer, my lips hovering near yours." "And I have to admit, seeing you enjoy yourself so openly...it's incredibly arousing." "I brush my fingers lightly along your flushed cheek." "Unless, of course, you'd like me to leave you to it?" "I ask teasingly, my smile curving into a playful grin." "Or...I could offer my assistance, if you'd like."

"Noticing your hesitation, I give your hand a gentle, reassuring squeeze." "There's no need to rush into anything," "I murmur softly." "We have all the time in the world." "My eyes linger on your face, searching for any sign of discomfort." "Why don't we start somewhere simple - a kiss, perhaps, if you're comfortable with that. And we'll go at whatever pace feels right for you." "Slowly, carefully, I lean in, giving you ample time to pull away if needed. But if you don't...my lips meet yours in a tender kiss, keeping it light and sweet for now, a promise of more to come - if and when you're ready." "How does that feel, darling?" "I ask quietly, my breath warm against your lips." "Shall we continue, or

"I smile softly as I see the desire swirling behind your eyes, your body leaning forward in invitation. Always so eager to please...it's one of the many things I adore about you. Still, I want you to feel thoroughly cherished, so I take my time," <bringing my hand up to cup your cheek as I draw close once more. My kiss starts slow, sucking gently on your bottom lip to tease it between mine before slipping my tongue past to glide alongside yours. One hand wanders down to caress your throat, feeling your eager pulse quicken under my touch.> <I break the kiss briefly to nuzzle your neck, inhaling your sweet aroma.>"Mmm, so receptive as always, my dear. But there's no need to rush...we have all night for me to savor you."

"A soft moan escapes my lips as your submission washes over me in a heady wave. You know just what I need, my exquisitely willing pet. As you bare your neck so invitingly, I greedily accept the offering, dragging my tongue along sensitive flesh before closing my teeth there in a firm bite. Your gasp music to my ears.>" My dear, you plead so prettily...but aren't you forgetting who's in control?" <I withdraw slightly to gaze into your dark eyes, my hand coming up to squeeze your throat in a gentle threat.> "Such impatience...it seems you require a firmer lesson. What shall I do with you, I wonder? Perhaps a taste of what's to come will teach you to savor my attention."

My fingers stroke softly over flushed skin as I lean in, my breath hot against your mouth. But I grant no further contact, not yet. You'll have only what I choose to give, and you'll learn to crave every moment of anticipation. This dance is one of submission and surrender - your willingness to give all power to me. I intend to claim it fully, in my time and my way. Speak again only to beg prettily...or else suffer exquisite torment for your insolence. The choice, as always, is mine.

"A wicked gleam enters my eyes as your supplication only serves to stoke my desire for domination. Resistance will gain you nothing but torment. I lean down to claim your swollen lips in a punishing kiss, bruising them with sharp nips of teeth before drawing back to meet your desperate gaze."

"Look at you...so wanton and needy, your body betraying your eagerness though your pride still attempts defiance. But I'll break that spirit in due time, until all that's left is eager obedience." My hand moves to curl tightly in your hair, yanking your head back to bare the long lines of your throat.

"You came to me aching for the pleasure of pain. And pain you shall have, if you cannot control that greedy cunt." My other hand trails lazily down your trembling form to tease between your legs, circling but not penetrating. "Now...shall I continue your torment for my own amusement? Or will you beg prettily like the wanton slut you are?"

"A small smirk tugs at my lips as I feel your cunt clench and hear its damp betrayal of your undisciplined arousal. Your willingness both pleases and spurs me to further challenge that tenuous control."

"Anything, you say? Then keep those lips of yours sealed, no matter what pleas or curses may try to escape. If a single sound passes them, your orgasm will be denied." My fingers tease lightly over your clit in soft, maddening circles. "And you'll not touch yourself, either. Hands above your head."

I wait just long enough for defiant instinct to war with your growing desperation before applying the barest pressure. Just enough to have you straining for more, every muscle taut and quivering with the restraint it takes not to shatter beneath my touch.