** I have left a minimal number of cues where I think that they are important. Please feel free to interpret as you feel appropriate **

A submissive is supposed to be compliant… obedient…. Passive… acquiescent… *sigh* If I wanted someone like that, I’d just get a dog.

You, my dear, are intelligent…patient… caring… passionate… driven… alluring… but you’re also trying…frustrating…willful… Everything that I have ever desired…

I have waited so long to find you. My thoughts are exquisitely haunted by you. You have given me so much more than any one person should be able to give to someone.

I want to make you mine. Yes, I’ve collared you, but I want - and you deserve - something beyond that… You’re more than just a submissive to me, and tonight… I want to show you. I want to give myself to you completely.

The Aztec were believers in the power of human sacrifice. Blood and flesh were sacred. Created by the Gods. Shed by the Gods. They believed that the greatest show of respect was to shed their own blood. They also believed that you can transfer the essence from one human being to another through their blood. There is something so poetic to me about this gesture. Blood is necessary... It’s precious…

Tonight, I want to share with you something I have never shared with anyone else. I want to give you everything that is necessary… precious… my life line… I want to give you me. You will drink my blood, absorb my essence, and we will be one forever.

Sit up on your knees higher.

A knife can be intimidating to some… Not to you though. I can hold it here… right up to your neck, and you don’t even flinch. I love how you implicitly trust me. No fear. No trepidation. The only shuddering is from your arousal.

*whispers* soon.

I appreciate the effort that you put in for tonight. You look incredibly stunning in that silk dress. The way it hugs your body has my mind racing. I almost feel bad about cutting it off you. *smile* Almost.

I love the way it glides down your smooth skin to the floor, lifeless, discarded, unnecessary...

I’m going to drip my blood onto your body now.

*small grunt as the knife slices his hand*

I’m going to start here. Watching it drip from your shoulders and pool in your collar bone is a thing of beauty. The crimson trails down your breast are like routes on a map that only I know. Feel the blood as it runs down your stomach and I drip more on your hips, watching it flow down to your cunt.

I’m going to paint your body red. Slowly. Deliberately. Feel my touch as I smear these trails. Your body is My canvas. This is MY neck… to grasp… MY breasts… to hold… MY nipples… to suck…. MY stomach… to kiss…. MY cunt… to fuck. You are mine.

Suck the blood from my hand. Good. And now, I am yours.

I need to kiss my blood on your lips. *kiss*

I’ve waited far too long for this. I want to fuck you. But first I NEED to taste you. Stand up. Let me be the one on my knees. Let me worship your cunt.

*improv cunnilingus (bring her close, don’t let her finish)* (feel free to add moans or other phrases that inspire you)

You’re dripping for me. The blood running down your legs mixing with your wetness brings out something fucking primal…

Fuck. I can’t get enough of you. The restraint it takes to not tear you apart from absolute need is monumental. I want to hurt you for my own pleasures. I want to make you feel incredible and give you every single pleasurable experience that you deserve. The mind games that you unconsciously play drives me wild. It’s never enough, you’re never enough, I can never get enough of you.

Come here. Bend over this bench. Grab on to the leather straps.

Tell me what you want. What do you need your master to do?

You want me to fuck you? Already?

I’m going to grab a fistful of your hair, so I have your full attention. Listen closely...

(whisper teasingly the following lines until instructed otherwise)

So, you don’t want me to take my hard cock and hold it at the opening of your slit, like this?

Fuck, I love it when you whimper. Your whimpers and cries aren’t going to get you what you want…

What if I just edged you with my hard cock rubbing on your swollen clit? Would you like that?

I could just get it over with and fuck that beautiful little asshole of yours that continues to beg me by flexing. Is that what you want?

(ass smack)

(regular voice) Fuck! My bloody hand print on your ass is breathtaking.

Awww, my pet is crying from need. Just the way I like you.

Okay, I’ll be generous and give you exactly what you want… what your pussy is dripping for… what my cock is aching for….

*improv sex until orgasm*

*have a come down moment... possibly take a few breaths*

It’s been a big day for both of us. How are you feeling?

Let me wash your body in the shower, and then we can finally get some rest.

Hey, thank you.