Yeah...I know what you're thinking. I'm just a voice. I'm real, but...it turns out, I'm just another figment of your imagination. Well, sort of. In your hour of need, you're wishing that for just one moment that I was there. Craving for that tangible sensation of my breath washing over your neck, sending chills all the way down your spine...my hands exploring your wondrous body and finding every little hot spot that you never thought you'd have. But I think there's more to your need than you realize. You want a man that can mold and shape himself into anything you've ever wanted to hear. Someone you can relate to, someone you can lose yourself with, and someone to cum for. I know you must be wondering to yourself: "How does he know?" How? Darling, I know because I can feel your aching desire from miles and miles away. To be honest, that makes me all the more confident in winning you over with my hands tied behind my back...if that's what you want. (chuckles) Let's not kid ourselves any more. How can I prove to you that I can be whatever you want me to be? That I can say whatever you've been dying to hear...because you know I can. I can make you moan and shiver with each intonation, each word, and each sound that penetrates your ears and runs constant in your mind.

Maybe you want something gentle, something poetic. I can do that. I can be that one that you can lay your head on whenever you feel like there's no one to turn to. I can kiss your tears away and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. (whispers) You mean the whole world to me, and tonight I'm gonna show you how much I've been craving your body. I need to feel myself sinking deeper and deeper inside your warm, wet silk as you grip so tight around my cock. Your velvet-smooth skin wet with sweat and your swollen, puckered nipples begging to be licked and sucked again and again. (moans, and back to normal voice) See there? I can tell you're already quivering with so much anticipation, just thinking of the love I'm gonna make to you, and how intense it's going to be.

Or maybe you something a little bit more brash, a little more...rough. I have no problem treating you like the filthy, depraved whore that you are. I can see it now: you on your knees, with your slut mouth wide open, pleading me with those gorgeous "fuck-me" eyes to drive my hard, thick cock deep into your throat. I bet it makes you wet hearing me growl and moan as you take me in so deep. (moans and growls) Oh, FUCK yes! Even when you're begging me to stop, I'm still going to keep fucking that slutty mouth of yours until your eyes are watering and you're drowning and drenched in my cum. And you're not allowed to waste a single drop of it, either. Swallow every bit of my sweet, sweet cum that's been rewarded to you...because that's the only thing you're ever gonna get tonight. I'm sure your tight, little wet pussy isn't THAT desperate for my cock, is it? I'm gonna have to think long and hard about whether or not you deserve this throbbing cock. Aw, now I've got you whimpering like a helpless little fucktoy. Oh, isn't that just delicious? (evilly chuckles)

Perhaps, you want someone you can really look up to instead? A father figure? Someone to protect you and to keep under his wing? I can be the perfect Daddy that you need. And you? All you have to do is be my well-behaved little girl and let me take good care of you. Let me teach you all the nasty, naughty ways you could do to make me cum. Mmmm...just enjoying the feel of my fingers playing with your long, beautiful hair as I thrust my cock right in between those luscious titties of yours. And you're looking up at me with that adorably mischievous smile once I shoot my hot white load all over your chest...god, what I wouldn't give to be there for you to do that to me.

Or do you want ME on my knees for you...Mistress? (moans) That's right, darling, I can be your willing little fuck slave for your pleasure. I can't help but picture you sitting right there, your hot dripping cunt exposed before me. Doesn't it make you so horny to know that you've got me kneeling before you with a collar around my neck and my cock in hand, just beseeching and imploring to taste your honey-laden warmth on my tongue? To know that I'm so eager to lick up every drop of your juices, to drink your lust and savor every bit of it? Or maybe, better yet, I'll let you use my cock as your plaything and you can ride me so hard until my balls are sore and I'm a sweaty, cum-soaked mess. I'll even let you hear me beg so pretty for you, Miss. I understand that good boys beg as much as they can, and bad boys don't beg enough. But for you? I'll beg for you, I'll crawl on my fucking knees for you, I'll weep for you...hell, I'll even SCREAM for you to just fuck me! So, will you, Mistress? Say you'll fuck me. (moans and whimpers) Oh, please fuck me! Please fuck me! I will say "please fuck me" again and again until you feel my pain and you feel my desperation. (almost shouting) How can I get through to you that I want you to make me yours?! Please...(shakily and slowly) just let me make you cum hard.