Femdom JOI: You Are MINE Now!

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You've been waiting for this, haven't you? Waiting for a woman who doesn't ask, who takes what she wants. A woman who doesn't hope you'll obey.

She demands it. Show me that cock. Mm, getting hard for me already, I see.

Do you want to touch it? Go ahead, but slowly. Feel my gaze on you.

I know, it's a little scary, isn't it? The edge between fantasy and reality. The moment when your cock grows hard, your thoughts begin to race.

But let those thoughts go. Right now, it's just you and me. Focus only on my voice.

And stroke, slowly. Once. Twice.

Three times. Four. Now wait.

When I'm done with you, you won't want to go back. Even if you could. I caught you staring.

My legs, my thighs, my mouth. You want them all, don't you? You've imagined them.

So smooth. Soft. Strong.

My legs would feel delicious wrapped around your neck, wouldn't they? Stroke six times now. Deep and long.

One. Two. Three.

Four. Five. Six.

Mmm, imagine my thighs wrapped around your neck. Squeezing gently. Mmm, such a good boy.

Already doing exactly what I want. Tell me. How many times have you come for me? Without me? A dozen? A hundred? More? Stroke slowly now.

I want you to ache for me. I've always been your fantasy, haven't I? The woman who could break you.

Who could make you feel owned with just her voice. Faster now, but just for a few seconds. Now, nice and slow again.

You see, women like me, we're rare. And once you're mine, you won't want anyone else. I know what you're thinking.

It's all a little too fast. Maybe you don't think you're quite ready to give up control. Maybe you think it should remain a fantasy.

But you see, a powerful woman doesn't wait. She takes what she wants. And you are what I want.

Stop. Take your hand away from your cock. Now.

Mmm, I like that you follow my directions so well. Mmm, such an obedient boy. Obedience should be rewarded, shouldn't it? Wrap your hand around the base of your shaft.

Just a few quick pumps. Think of how you wish you could fuck me. How you wish I was screaming your name.

But we know better than that, don't we? Good. Just like that.

Let me watch you become completely mine. Fall so deeply that you can never return to the man you once were. That you become my boy.

And you're such a good boy. Of course, I don't need to watch you. You'll stroke for me whether my eyes are on you or not.

You'll ache for me just because I gave the command. And it feels so natural, doesn't it? To obey me.

To follow my directions. Because every stroke. Every inch of your cock.

Every dirty thought in that mind of yours. They all belong to me. Keep stroking, slowly.

But this time, move your fingers up over the head. Feel that wetness. I make you wet, don't I? Just thinking about surrendering to me gets you so excited.

Thinking about obeying me. About giving up your world to focus just on me. Stay slow now.

We don't need to rush. Yeah, just like that. Feel my touch on you.

That's right, that's my hand wrapped around you. Just like I'm wrapping myself around your mind. Focus just on my words, my purrs, my power as I slowly stroke your cock.

Feel me. I'm stroking it gently now. My fingers tracing up and down.

My other hand lightly brushing against your balls. I love your little moans. When I hear them, I know I can get you to do anything I desire.

You see, my boy, that's how I control you. I control your mind through your pleasure. And you, you'll beg for more.

I don't need to tease you or seduce you. I lead and you follow. I speak and you obey.

Now, listen to me. As you breathe in, you feel me sink into your thoughts. And when you breathe out, feel yourself surrender to me completely.

Good, just like that. Again, breathe in and out. Inhale and I am inside you.

And exhale and you are mine. Now, start thinking about my thighs again. How they'd feel around your head, around your hips, your mind.

Warm, strong, inescapable. Stroke one, two, three. Now stop, take your hand away.

Good boy. You like being called that, don't you? You ache for it.

It makes you melt. My good boy. You're already becoming obedient.

You're already feeling the power I have over your mind and your body. All you have to do is let go and follow me. Now, begin again.

Faster, but not fast enough to come. No, don't come just yet. Remember, I control your pleasure.

Mm, yeah, just like that. Keep stroking until I say stop. Slow down, you get close.

Now, while your hand moves, I want you to think about two things. I want you to think about tasting me again. Think about your face right between my legs.

My legs that you love so much. Do it just the way I want it. First, tickle my clit with your tongue.

Mm, yeah, like that. Now, taste me. I get so wet, especially when a boy like you excites me.

Oh, it feels so good. Wrap your lips around my clit, suck on it gently. Just a little suction, not too much.

Yeah, just like that. Feel my hips thrusting as you devour me. Now, move down.

Fuck me with your tongue. Fuck me with your tongue, because no matter how good you are, I'm not going to let you put your cock in me tonight. No, you'll never be good enough for that.

Good enough to obey, good enough to follow me around like a lost puppy. But never good enough to take me like a man. Say it.

Say my mind belongs to you, Demi. My body is yours. I stroke to please you, Demi.

Louder. Say it again. I want to hear your obedience.

I stroke to please you, Demi. Feel those words permeate your mind. Feel yourself succumb to my voice.

I'm not here for your pleasure, baby. I'm here for mine. Your strokes, they're just a tool.

A tool used to control your mind. To ruin you. To fill you with desire to be loved.

To please me no matter what. And you'll thank me for allowing it. Now stop.

Breathe me. Crave me. Give yourself to me completely.

I know you were getting close, weren't you? Your body, your mind, your orgasms, you'll surrender them all to me. When you touch yourself, when I make you stop, you'll shake with desire.

When I speak to you, you'll feel passion, want, lust. Yes, I hear you. I hear your weakness.

I feel you surrendering. Now rub yourself slowly. Just the head of that cock.

A gentle touch. And whisper, please, Demi. Again, slower, please, Demi, mean it, because whenever you speak my name, you surrender a little bit more.

And at this point, what are you begging for? Is it for release? To be ruined? Just to hear a little more whispering? Baby, I've only started.

I could stop right now, walk away, leave you dripping and panting, your heart pounding in your chest. You'd say thank you, Demi. Thank you for not letting me come.

Thank you for making me surrender to you. Stop completely. I said stop.

No more touching. Clasp your hands together so you won't be tempted. Just listen.

Feel it. Feel that ache, that desire, that need for more. And feel me still here, still in your mind, seeing you completely and not letting go.

That's right, baby. Even if I don't let you come, you still can't resist me, can you? You still listen.

You worship. You need to hear my voice and obey. I know.

And the next time that you're lucky enough to hear me, you'll surrender even faster, won't you? Because your body remembers me. Your mind remembers me.

Even your soul remembers me. You are such a good boy. Such a needy, wet, desperate good boy.

But good boys? Good boys don't come today. Maybe next time I'll let you come.

But only if you've been oh so obedient. And only if you ruin it, of course. Because that ache that you feel, that longing, that desire, I want it to last.

Do you want part two? Do you want to hear more? Do you really think I'll let you come? Maybe.