You will listen to me. Don’t you dare talk until I give you permission. I know you’re hard already from the sound of your breathing. Good boy. Get nice and comfortable because we’re going to take our time tonight.
I want you to describe in exquisite detail what you’re wearing. Don’t leave out any specifics. The bulge straining against your thigh? The way your undershirt clings to your chest? Paint me a picture with your words so I can picture every inch of you. Let’s make this your fantasy…
My velvety voice purrs into the receiver as I pace by the open window, moonlight caressing my sun-kissed skin through sheer curtains. I can practically feel you throbbing with need on the other end of the line. You’re mine.
Now, tell me what you want to do to me, I coo. Be precise. I want every filthy thought that tumbles from your lips. The dirtier the better. I’m an expert at reading between the lines. I know what you’re aching for, even if you won’t say it.
You want to worship my body? Pin me down and show me who’s boss? I can be whatever you need. An obedient island goddess, a sassy tease, a stern mistress. Tell me where and how you want to put your hands on me. I’m not afraid of anything, darling.
My voice drops an octave as I guide you deeper into the fantasy. Stop second guessing yourself. I can hear your pulse pounding from here. You’re in my element now. The Caribbean home of carnal pleasures where the only rules are the ones I make.
I can feel you shaking, I purr. Don’t you dare cum yet. Not until I allow it. I want you so wound up that you’re practically sobbing with desire. We’ve got all night to play.
Maybe you want to get rough? That’s fine. I can take it. I want you to lose control, to ravage me until we both collapse in ecstasy. But only if you ask very nicely. I make the rules.
Let’s see how much you can endure before begging for mercy. I want your complete submission, your total devotion. There’s no need to be shy with me. No fantasy is off limits.
Talk to me, baby. Tell me what you need. I’ll give you exactly what you deserve. And then I’ll make you beg for more. My pleasure is in the art of teasing. I’ll coax you to the edge over and over until you’re dizzy with lust.
I’m your queen, your goddess, your mistress, your slut. All you have to do is ask.
Let me be your whisper in the dead of night. Your siren song. Your dirty little secret. I’ll let you worship me the way I deserve, the way you crave. I’ll teach you how to surrender yourself completely to me.
You’re safe with me, darling. Safe to let go, to confess your deepest, darkest desires. No one has to know. It’s just you and me and the moonlight.
So go ahead and tell me your secret. I’m listening. I want to hear every filthy detail.