UnSpeakable

(voice can be edited to sound more ethereal, if desired)
(quiet organ music or hymnal music in background [optional])

-smiling- “Well, well…this is a surprise. Come to confess your sins, pretty girl?”

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-slightly laughing- “Not so startled this time, hm? Impressive. One could almost think you were getting used to me inside your head.”

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-smirking- “You and I know full well that you are more than capable of blocking me out by now…if you wanted to.”

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-mock surprised- “Following you? Pretty girl, as mouthwateringly sexy as you are, I do have a life outside of making you a weak-kneed, cum-soaked mess.”

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“Well. If you must know, I enjoy the architecture of these old churches. The arches and domes, the stained glass and filigree…and the quiet. –soft sigh- Truth be told, as a…slightly different human, peace of mind is not easy to come by. Places like this…they’re like noise cancellation for the rest of the world. Muffling and buffering the white noise that’s always trickling into my brain. And with the scent of candles and the rays of colored light…it’s always a comfort to be in these places.”

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-soft and smiling- “Thank you, sweetheart. And what brings you here, if I may ask?”

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“Ah, yes. I remember you mentioning something about your art. I think it during one the rest periods in that long, wonderful night when you came for a visit after the fun we had in the club. Here for some inspiration for a new piece?”

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 -wicked- “Now you’re thinking back to that night. Naughty girl. But what a night it was. You were so eager…so demanding. And finally being able to have you in a proper bed, spread out beneath me, riding on top of me…you were absolutely gorgeous, sweetheart.”

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-laughing- “Oh, does that make you shy? Seeing yourself through my eyes? Watching yourself writhe and moan and arch into my touch?”

-whispering- “I think you like it. I think it makes you feel sexy, and powerful. And you are, pretty girl. If you wanted, you could bring me to my knees, so very easily. But you like that position for yourself, don’t you? You like being the submissive slut, all ‘Yes, Sir’, and ‘Please, Sir’, and ‘Fuck me harder, Sir’. I like you like that, too, my lovely little whore. I like, very much, having you any way I want you. And I think I know the best to show you how much.”

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-sultry and dark- “Would you like that, pretty girl? Would you like me to do that, here, in this place of peace and worship? Defile you and make you mine again? Yeah? Good girl. Now…go into the confessional and get ready to sin…magnificently with me.”

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(Fade out the music, ect. from the background [optional])

-soft rustling and settling-

-sweetly- “Comfortable? –pause- Good girl.”

-soft and wicked- “Now, I want you to think back to that night. You had retrieved your purse and found the slip of paper with my address. You made your way, satiated but hungry for more, up to my door. It opened easily under your hand. As instructed, you kicked out of your heels, and shimmied out of your drenched panties. And then you made your way to the only room with a light on. My bedroom. Our sanctuary for the next several hours. Do you remember, when you stepped inside and saw me in my chair at the foot of the bed? So do I, pretty girl. Let me show you.”

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-delighted laugh- “That’s right, sweetheart. That’s what you looked like, through my eyes. Flushed and shaking, nervous and excited, and hardly able to stand. –whispering- Did you feel that shiver? That rush of adrenaline? That’s how you made me feel. You were headier than any drink, and I hadn’t even touched you yet.”

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-mock nonchalant- “That? Don’t you know what arousal feels like? Or is it the sensation of pressure? I don’t think it’s any surprise that I was uncomfortably contained in my trousers. I wasn’t able to have a screaming orgasm on the dance floor, unlike yourself. I had been hard for you since I started watching you dance in my hands.”

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-whispering- “That’s right, pretty girl. I’m going to show you, firsthand, how deliciously slutty you were for me that night. You’re going to see and feel everything I did, everything you did to me. And you’re going to love it. You are going to revel in how unspeakably debauched it is. And so am I. But you have to be completely quiet this time around, sweet whore. Can’t be scandalizing the priests, now can we? So be silent if you can, my little fuck doll. Now, do you remember what happened next?”

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-almost conversational- “Very good. I told you come to me. To stand before me. But you had only taken two steps before I had to correct you. You know what I said. Shape the words with me, now. Feel them in my throat, my mouth… in your mind.”

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-dark and commanding- “On. Your. Knees.”

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“You dropped like a marionette with cut strings. Never have I been so grateful for the indulgence of thick carpeting. Look at your eyes, pretty girl; how glazed over they already are. You were slipping hard and fast. A little too fast, I thought. This is why, when you finally made your way to kneel between my thighs, I stopped you from trying to undo my belt and just…stroked your back and hair for a while.”

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-smiling- “I’m not surprised that it’s a bit fuzzy for you. You were almost completely under at that point. That was my fault. I had pushed you pretty far in the club.”

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-gently- “Your hair was so beautiful that night. I carefully took it down from its style and ran it through my fingers. Feel how you just melt under my hands, pretty girl. Feel the warmth of your skin, so alive beneath my palms. So sweet and trusting…my gorgeous girl. –smirking- You turn me into a creature of contradictions. I wanted to stay like that forever, but also bend you over and pound into your dripping cunt until you passed out. Decisions, decisions…”

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“But you came back to yourself fairly quickly. No more hazy eyes, just hunger and a lust that fairly burned through you. I could sense it, the way it whirled around in your mind like a dervish, demanding an outlet. And I was more than happy to give you one.”

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-wicked- “You remember. I wrapped a hand, ever so slowly, around your throat, gave you a kiss on your forehead, and told you…”

-growling- “Suck my cock like the good little whore you are.”

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-soft laugh- “Did you see that? That flash in your eyes? The way you licked your lips and practically started drooling? Fuck, I love it when you look like that. Like you’re dying of thirst, and my cock is the only thing that can quench you. My thirsty little cum-slut.”

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-smiling- “Not going to lie, the way you were yanking on my trousers wasn’t the most comfortable feeling in the world, as you can tell, but those frustrated little whines and grunts you were making more than made up for it. And when you finally pulled out my cock and swallowed me down…”

-shuddering breath-

-teasing- “Easy, pretty girl. I know your mouth feels sinfully good, but you can’t be making so much noise, or we’ll get caught. And you wouldn’t want that, would you?”

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-breathlessly soft laughter- “Though I can understand the struggle. Your tongue was wringing all kinds of noises from me. And you were responding to them like the encouragement and praise they were. Mmph, did you feel your moan just…vibrate all the way down to my balls? Or how you flicking your tongue under the head like that made my toes curl? It was like your mouth was made for my cock. Made to be filled and fucked by no one but me. An absolutely perfect fit.”

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-growly- “But my patience isn’t infinite, as you found out. Fucking hell, the way your eyes rolled back when I fisted your hair and started fucking your throat…do you feel how you just went lax and limp and tried to smile as my balls smacked against your chin over and over? Can you feel to constricting silk of your throat wrapped around my cock as you swallowed and tried not to gag? The dig of your nails into my thighs as you tried to get impossibly closer, pull me impossibly deeper? Such a good little cum-dump, just needing her prize…her fix. Look at your face, pretty girl, and tell me that isn’t the face of a slut begging to be fucked.”

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-smirking and wicked- “That’s right, pretty girl. You were such a sweet little whore for me. Your eyes locked with mine, tearful and pleading. Your fingers caressing my thighs and cupping my balls, stroking and squeezing. Your lust ringing out in my mind, begging me to cum, to give it to you, you wanted it so badly, you needed it. Everything about you was designed to push me closer and closer to the edge until…”

-sharp inhale-

“Feeling the euphoria in your mind as I emptied myself down your throat…fuck, pretty girl…it brought one of the best feelings in the world to a near painful next level. Don’t you think? Feeling your throat vibrate and squeeze around my still pulsing cock, milking me, making sure you didn’t lose a single drop…tell me it doesn’t feel divine.”

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-breathless laugh- “You alright, sweetheart? Your mind kind of…hiccupped there for a moment. A bit too intense?”

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-softly- “Do you want to stop here for now? I don’t want to break you or anything. At least, not in that way.”

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“Are you sure? If you’re having difficulty controlling your noises, we can change locals…?”

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-delighted laughter- “God, you are a wicked, wicked thing. I love the way you think. Alright, pretty girl, I’ll wait while you stuff your panties in your mouth. Fuck, you know just how to push my buttons. One could almost believe you could read my mind as well.”

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-teasing- “All set and settled? Good girl. Now, where were we…oh, yes. I had just cum down your throat. Violently.”

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-chuckling- “No, that buzzing isn’t just in your own head. That’s what it was like after I finally stopped climaxing. Nothing but cotton between my ears and a very pleased with herself slut between my thighs. Very much ‘cat’s got the cream’ feeling running through your mind. Very much deserved, but we couldn’t have you getting too full of yourself, now could we? That’s why I did my very best, which isn’t too shabby, to kiss that smirk right off your face.”

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-smiling- “Tasting myself on your tongue, mixed with the taste of wine and you…it was an intoxicating combination. I lost track of how long I nipped and nibbled at your lips, teased your tongue with mine, and simply drank you in. But I accomplished what I wanted. When I pulled back, you were once again hazy eyed and eager to please. Such a good girl.”

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-wicked- “You remember what happened next, don’t you? I settled back in my chair, looked you in the eyes, and told you to get on the bed, facing away.”

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-chuckling- “It’s a good thing you left your heels at the door. Walking on pins and needles is hard enough without having to throw a balancing act into as well. But you obeyed, as you always do, my sweet slut. And even with your dress still down to your thighs, I could still see the wetness of your pussy sliding down your legs and glistening in the lamplight. –happy sigh- Delicious.”

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-sultry- “Hands and knees, facing away. Showing me that perfect ass, sealed in red. Until I told you to pull your dress up to your hips and drop your shoulders to the mattress.”

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-growling and hungry- “Look at how wet your pussy is, pretty girl. How it clenches and drips under my gaze? So red and swollen…like the ripest strawberries. Begging to be filled. Fucked. Ravaged. See your thighs shaking in anticipation and nerves. You know I can see everything. And you love it. But you wanted more than my eyes. Craved more. Needed more.”

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-smirking- “But I was content to let you wait. I had just cum, after all. And my differences from other humans didn’t extend to superhuman refraction periods. I was quite pleased just to look and re-coup. You, on the other hand…”

-wicked- “My eyes weren’t enough for you. I could feel the impatience buzzing through your veins. You wondered why I wasn’t touching you, with either my hands or my mind. At this point, you weren’t picky. I watched as goose bumps started forming across your skin as your sweat cooled, as you started shivering and twitching. Felt it as your lust began to dim. Now that wouldn’t do. So I said…”

-deep and dark- “’Play for me’. I said it out loud and in your mind, sending echoes of my words through your body, making you lock tight. I let my desire trickle into  you, letting you feel, just slightly, how much I wanted you. I felt you reignite. I saw your fingers release the sheets. I watched as your hand lifted to your aching cunt and began to dance.”

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-growling- “Look at how quickly you drenched your fingers, slut. How easily they slide along your dripping folds. Soaking wet and desperate to be filled. That’s why you wasted no time in plunging three fingers as deep as you could into that needy pussy. No build-up, no tease, just like the first time we met. Impatient little cock-whore. Whimpering and moaning and shaking as you finger0fucked yourself in front of me. Look at how you just swallow up your fingers, your palm and wrist already soaked with your slick.”

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-sultry- “I think you forgot about me for a little bit there, sweetheart, with how caught up you were in your desperate need to cum. I don’t like being forgotten. Especially not by cum-drunk little fuck-dolls that are only feeling good because I want them to. So you can understand why I did what I did next.”

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-dark chuckle- “The affronted yelp you made when I pulled your fingers away and spanked your ass will always be one of my favorite sounds to remember. The way you looked back at me, betrayed and outraged all at once…ah, you’re giggling at it, too. Isn’t it precious? And when I spanked you again, hard enough to make my palm sting…I think you forgave me quickly enough. And the way you rolled your hips back into my hand when I slid it from your ass to your clenching pussy…so sweet and docile. I could feel you thrumming beneath my fingers, trying so desperately to stay still, to be good.”

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-growling- “The feel of you, so hot and wet, ready for any kind of fucking I wanted to give you. And your scent…absolutely mouthwatering. I had to have a taste. I dropped to my knees, spread you wide, and speared you on my tongue.”

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-gruff and gowly- “Even just the memory of how you tasted is enough to test my control. You were so sweet and luscious, dripping down my chin and filling my mouth with every lick into your cunt.”

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-wicked and dark- “It’s so delightfully hedonistic, isn’t it? Feeling your own pussy under your lips, tasting your wetness at the source, and thirsting for more. So…unspeakably sinful.”

-whispering- “Do you like it? –pause- Do you want more, my little fuck-slut?”

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“That’s a good girl.”

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-soft and dark- “You were already so close to coming on my mouth, whimpers and mewls spilling from your lips like wine, your hips rolling and jerking with every lick and suck and nip on your clit and pussy lips. Toes curled, breath heaving, fingers, ripping my sheets to ribbons. All while my voice danced through your head, praising you and debasing you in turn, winding you tighter and tighter until…-chuckle- I stopped.”

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-wicked laughter- “Oh, there was murder in your eyes when I pulled away. You couldn’t even speak. You just snarled and clawed and almost started weeping. My poor, needy fuck-toy. So close, and yet so far. You wanted to snap my neck.”

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-smirking- “You had almost got your thoughts and limbs in order to give me a piece of your mind, but before you were articulate, remember what I did?”

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-growling and dark- “I flipped you over, pinned your knees to your chest and thrust so deeply into you your eyes rolled back. And you came. So. Fucking. Hard.”

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-slightly breathless and growly- “Can you feel that? Your pussy like a fucking vise on my cock, clenching hard enough to lock up your stomach. Look at your face. Look at the face of a completely cum-drunk, fucked out, absolute slut of a woman. –softly- Look at how fucking dazzling you are.”

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-smirking- “But I couldn’t let you have all the enjoyment. It wasn’t long until I was fucking you through orgasm after orgasm, your cunt like silken fire around my cock.”

-gruff and deep- “Watching your tits bounce with every thrust, your dress forgotten around your waist. Your nails clawing down my back, digging into my ass, urging me on faster, harder, deeper, more. Can you feel it, pretty girl? Can you feel how fucking sexy you are? How fuckable you are? I couldn’t get enough of you. I couldn’t stop pounding into you, seeing your sweet little cunt swallow my cock again and again, and hearing you whine for more. You were so god damn good, pretty girl. So fucking perfect.”

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-breathless laugh- “Of course you want to cum. Needy little whore, always desperate for pleasure. I'm over here, sharing an incredible intimacy, and you want to get your rocks off. But since you asked so nicely…I’ll see what I can do, my slutty girl.”

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-sultry- “Do you remember this part? You, on your knees, braced against the headboard as I fucked you from behind, like a bitch in heat? Yeah? Good girl. You could hardly support yourself by this point, so ready to collapse and fall asleep. But I wasn’t done with you yet. How could I be, seeing your back arching so delightfully as I fisted your hair, watching your ass jiggle each time I slammed into your poor, abused pussy. The wet sounds of fucking filling the air, mixing with the scent of pure sex and your strained little mewls. You didn’t know if you had any more to give. You were almost fucked out. But I knew how you wring you out completely.”
-deep and dark- “You were so far gone, you hardly jerked when I reached around and clamped your clit between my fingers and started to roll it, gently at first, but then harder, and faster. You started to tense again, twitching with each pinch, releasing a high-pitched whine on each breath. You were almost utterly locked up, clenched and pressed back against me, fit to shatter into a million pieces when I released your clit. And spanked it. Hard. Once. Twice. Thrice.”

-steadily getting gruffer and more breathless-  And you exploded. Head thrown back, voice cracking around a scream, pussy clenched tight enough to hurt. Every spasm, every sound I ripped from you as I kept thrusting, every inch of your heat pulling me closer and closer to the edge until…Mmph!”

-harsh and growling exhale-

-heavy breathing-

-shaky and smiling- “Fucking hell. That was more intense that I thought it would be. It was almost as if we were back there, in that evening, wasn’t it? You alright, sweetheart?”

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-huffing laugh- “I’ll ask again when you get your thoughts in order. But, we should probably vacate the confessional now. Who knows how long we’ve been in here.”

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-smiling- “Hello, there, pretty girl. –quickly- No, don’t speak. Let’s not disturb this silence any more than we already have.”

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-chuckling- “My thoughts exactly. Let me walk you out.”

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-slightly hesitant- “Hey, do you remember what I said earlier, about how places like this bring me peace of mind, acting like a buffer for the outside world?”

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-meekly- “I…I just wanted to tell you that…even though we’ve only met a few times, and always in such wonderfully wicked ways, you…-sigh- You have become one of those places. A place of peace.”

-gentle and kind- “Until next time, pretty girl.”


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