"Aural Temptations"

Transcript

Well, well, well. Look who we have here. I just knew you couldn't resist listening.

Yes, you. Who did you think I was talking to? Oh, sweetie.

Are you feeling a little called out? Well, you should. I am calling you out.

I knew as soon as I uploaded that your naughty little fingers would be all over that play button. You can't help yourself, can you? Hmm.

I mean, I did just post an audio. All for you, my naughty little listener. Look, you can't even stay away for a moment.

Pulled into it so easily. The temptation. It's just too much to resist, right? Oh, I know you.

I see you commenting, reacting to my stuff. Just so you know, it gets me rock hard. You have a need.

No, no, that's not a strong enough word. You have a burning desire to listen to me. The tone and timbre of my voice.

It does something to you, doesn't it? Hmm. The vibrations of my deep voice.

Sometimes almost smooth, but not quite. Sometimes gravelly and gritty. But in either case, my voice penetrates you through your ears and the words just drip into your core.

Dripping sexual, passionate, erotic. Causing you all kinds of dirty thoughts. Hmm.

They live in your head, my words and my voice. And they send electric pulses directly to your pussy. Oh, yes.

I bet you're blushing right now. I bet that you're a little embarrassed that I know exactly what you want. But it's okay, sweetheart.

It's perfectly normal. Admit it, you're addicted. You want more.

So, when you see a new post from me, you can't help yourself. You feel a compulsion to listen. Need.

Desire. Obsession. Desperate longing.

All else falls by the wayside while you nervously fumble for your earbuds. It doesn't even matter where you are or what you're doing. You might be at work.

You might be at the store or the gym. Riding the train or walking your dog. You might be waiting to get your license renewed.

Or pretending to read a book at the coffee shop. All while squeezing those beautiful thighs together in a desperate and futile attempt to keep from soaking through your panties. I love to make you wet.

Oh, I know it. You're probably just soaking right now. So naughty, aren't you? Look around you.

Do you think anyone else knows what's going on? What you're thinking or what you're feeling between those gorgeous thighs? You can't help yourself.

But it's okay. And I understand. As soon as you see my name on your feed, everything else melts from your mind.

All you can think about is the sound of my voice. The way I moan for you. The way I have touched myself for you.

The way I have come just for you. And more than anything, the way all of that makes you feel. You know that there's something else you should be doing, right? Even as your finger presses that play button, you know you shouldn't.

Put down the phone if you can. Oh, my naughty, naughty girl. You're thinking about touching yourself right now, aren't you? Hmm.

Wondering if you can get away with it. Wondering if your whimpers and desperate gasps for air will give you away. Well, my naughty listener, behavior like that deserves punishment, don't you think? No, no, no, no.

Don't even think about touching yourself. Naughty little girls like you don't get to come. Not without permission.

You may squeeze your thighs together, but that's it. No touching. Your orgasms belong to me.

Mm-hmm, yes. You know what happens to naughty, needy little pets, don't you? Oh, that's right, they get punished.

And who better to administer your punishment than the object of your obsession? That's right. The person you can't stop listening to.

Me. Oh, but don't you worry, that pretty little head of yours, my deliciously naughty pet. I know just what a naughty little slut like you needs.

Do you trust me? Hmm, silly question. Of course you do, whether you should or not.

Hmm, but don't worry, I won't be too rough. Or will I? Hmm, maybe, maybe not.

Oh, we'll just have to see, won't we? You crave my attention. You need it.

Desperately. Deep down, you just want someone to put you in your place. Or, more precisely, you want me to put you in your place.

Give in, and give me your submission. It's such a wonderful gift, and one that I cherish. Believe me.

Now, I want you to think about what you've done. I want you to feel your cheeks blush as I tell you what I'm going to do with you. To you.

What punishment is in store for you, my needy little slut? Hmm. I want you to feel how wet you've gotten, and squirm at the thought.

And I want you to visualize what I am about to say. When you get home, I am going to punish you. It will be a punishment which I think you just might enjoy.

Hmm, a punishment I very much know you will enjoy. So let this be a warning of just what's about to come. And it won't be you.

Well, not unless I'm satisfied you've learned your lesson. I wonder, will you break first? Or will you be a good girl just for me, and accept your punishment? Will you be able to use your words to tell me just what you need? Or will your pretty little head be empty of everything except the sensations I am creating within? It will be an evening planned especially for you.

An evening filled with so many of my favorite things. Things that I like to do to you while you're spread out, naked and waiting my touch. Tied up, blindfolded, helpless to do anything.

But just dripping with anticipation of what's to come. Hmm, you'd like that, wouldn't you? Oh, being teased, being made to wait, wondering when you'll feel my touch.

Yes, yes I know you. And I know you like it like this, my good little slut. I know that this will get you even hotter, needier, more desperate.

You will be so desperate for release. But I am going to take my time with you. Hmm, I'll worship every inch of that beautiful body.

Even as I am torturing you with pleasure and pain. You will take whatever is coming to you. And you will definitely remember this evening.

One might say you won't be able to forget it. No one, and I mean no one, can put you in your place.