My Submissive Muse

I'm a tall slim light-brown skinned man who will have you twitching like a rabbit's nose as I play your naked body like an instrument.

I'd isolate an area of interest: the soft tissue between your breasts, a nipple maybe, and single it out for special treatment. I suck your fullest nipple first then pinch, stroke, lick then blow it, jiggle, kiss, knead, suck and finally talk to it, for my own satisfaction - my one act of selfishness. I'd systematically play your entire body in kind, for your gift of heightened feeling has earned my attention.

I would compel sounds to resonate from each orifice, your throat, diaphragm and even your limbs: gurgles, pops, slurps, bubbles, the slapping sound of wet tongues courting, winches and sharp inhales, deep sighs, teeth chatter, whistles between taut lips trying to stem the flow of ecstasy! Your joints and limbs will creak against each other and me, skin will rub, even the thud of our bodies will be called by some, "Symphony"!

My girl, I say this knowing full well this makes me gullible: I am thorough and think before I act. This doesn't make me sterile, boring or predictable, just efficient and good at what I do. I'll have you bucking and thrashing so hard you'll wear a flush for a week. The cacophony of your instrument will reduce its machine to a quivering heap as your mind leaves your body and drinks ambrosia from The Stream in Nirvana!