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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Hello, my lovely is This is Roxy Callahan, and welcome
to season two of Choos, the erotic podcast where you
get to decide what happens next.
Speaker 2 (00:14):
You walk back to your cabin in a daze, the
director's words echoing in your head. Tied up are fucked
while the assistant watches. The choices feel less like doors
deliberation and more like two different paths to humiliation. You
collapse onto your bed, a wave of nausea and anxiety
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washing over you. You hate both options, You hate them
with a fiery passion. The thought of being watched, especially
by the director's assistant, with her knowing wicked smile, makes
your skin crawl. All your lifelong insecurities about your body,
the shape of your stomach, the way your thighs look,
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the sounds you make, they come screaming to the surface.
What would she think? Would she judge you, pity you? Worse?
Would every future encounter with her be tainted by the
memory her sly smile, now a reminder that she's seen
you at your most vulnerable, exposed and raw. It feels
like a social nightmare you'd never wake up from. But
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being tied up that seems even worse. It's a primal
physical terror to be completely helpless, unable to move your
arms or legs, stripped of all agency. What does you panic?
What does you heat it? The idea of surrendering not
just a part of your body, but your entire body's
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freedom is a terrifying abyss. You toss and turn, trapped
between the fear of being seen and the fear of
being helpless, and fall into a fitful sleep. The next morning,
you're a wreck. A tight ball of nerves sits in
your stomach as you walk to the director's office. When
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the assistant looks up from her desk and gives you
that same sly smile, it feels like a physical blow.
You want to turn and run, but you don't. You
force yourself forward. You have committed to being the person
you are meant to be, even if the path is terrifying.
And this one is the moment you step into the
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director's office, you still have no idea what you're going
to pick.
Speaker 3 (02:26):
You've had time to consider.
Speaker 2 (02:28):
His voice, at least is a calm anchor in your
sea of panic.
Speaker 1 (02:32):
What is your choice?
Speaker 2 (02:34):
Your mouth is dry, your heart hammers against your ribs.
You glance over your shoulder through the open door and
see the assistant watching you waiting. You can't you just
can't imagine her eyes on you, her presence in the
room as you're pink fucked. The thought is so mortifying,
so unbearable, that the words fly out of your mouth
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before you can stop them. Tied up. The director doesn't
seem surprised. He simply nods his expression serene.
Speaker 3 (03:03):
In excellent choice to fine power in surrender. Go back
to your cabin. Your appointment will meet you there.
Speaker 2 (03:13):
You walk back, your mind reeling. At least it will
be in your own room. Being in a familiar place,
a space that has become your sanctuary here makes the
terrifying prospect a tiny bit easier to bear. You sit
on the edge of your bed, waiting, your body trembling.
A soft knock comes at the door. You open it
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to find a man who is startlingly handsome, but in
a completely different way from the others. He has warm,
kind eyes, a gentle smile, in an air of quiet compassion.
He doesn't feel dangerous, he feels safe. He introduces himself
as Paul. He sits with you, not on the bed,
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but in a chair, and he talks he asks you,
what you're afraid of? Everything? I have to admit this
is terrifying. His kind face and understanding nod somehow calm
you in a way that words couldn't. He continues to
explain things with a quiet, almost serene tone.
Speaker 1 (04:13):
In this room, you're in complete control. I won't do
anything you don't want. If you start to paddock or
need me to stop, just say the word cat. That's
the safe word. Say it. It feels silly, but you
say it perfect. The moment you say it, for any
reason at all, everything stops. I will untie you, and
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I will leave. Do you understand?
Speaker 2 (04:40):
You nod a little of the tension leaving your shoulders.
But there's an odd feeling too. He made it sound
so final. What if you just need to take a
break and gather your strength. If you say the safe word,
it sounded like that wouldn't happen, He'd just leave you.
Look over at him. He's everything you love man, strong
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and handsome and sexy as hell, but also with a kind,
gentle look. Despite his clinical speech, you feel the heat
of desire fill you. This man is going to fuck
you soon, and that thought fills you with desire.
Speaker 1 (05:17):
Good now take off your clothes and lie on your
back on the bed.
Speaker 2 (05:22):
You do as he says, your hands shaking as you undress.
You lie back, the cold air on your naked skin
making you shiver. The fear is still there, a live
current under your skin, but now it's mingled with a
thrilling electric anticipation. How this feel? What will it be like?
He pulls four lengths of thin, soft rope from his
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pocket and a black silk blindfold. He moves with a
gentle efficiency, tying your right wrist to the post at
the head of the bed. Then you're left. He moves
to the foot of the bed, spreading your legs and
securing your ankles to the posts. You are completely he spread, eagled,
exposed and vulnerable. He comes up to your head, lean forward.
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You lean your head forward, and he places the soft
black silk over your eyes, plunging you in the darkness.
From now on, it's all hearing and touch. Your senses
are on fire. You hear the rustle of his clothes,
the quiet rasp of a zipper, and then touch his lips,
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soft and warm, press against your shoulder. His tongue traces
a wet line down your arm. He kisses your stomach,
his mouth circling your navel. He licks the inside of
your thigh, and you shiver violently, every nerve ending screaming.
Your world has been reduced to the path his mouth
takes across your skin, and because you can't move, can't see,
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can't do anything but receive, every touch is magnified a
hundred times. The initial fear begins to melt away, placed
by a rising tide of pure, helpless passion. His lips
are touring your body, and with your sense of touch heightened,
it's an incredibly hot and amazing experience. He moves between
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your legs and you feel his hot breath before his
tongue finds your pussy. His tongue takes a tour of
your pussy like his lips did to your body. He
licks and sucks your lips. He slides his tongue in
and up and down. He licks you with an expert,
unhurried rhythm, and then he sucks your clit and the
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intensity is unbearable. The fact that you can't squirm, can't
really buck your hips, can't pull him closer, traps all
the building pleasure deep inside you. It coils and tightens
until you feel an orgasm approaching like a tidal wave.
Just as you're about to crest, he pulls away. No,
don't stop, please, you plead, and he returns his tongue,
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driving you over the edge into a shaft uttering climax.
He sucks and licks, and you ask him to stop.
As your orgasm has every nerve on fire, and the
fact you can't grab and push his head away means
that you get to experience something you never had before.
You can't stop him, and as your orgasm rushes through you,
he doesn't suck your clit anymore, but slips his tongue
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down between your lips and gently licks. You can't explain
the feeling, but it is the most intense thing. The
fire of your orgasm is being stoked by his tongue
in a way that isn't overwhelming. It's somehow making it
stronger and lasts longer. You had no control to stop him,
and that's the only reason this is happening. After the
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waves subside, you feel him climb onto the bed. Then
the most shocking and incredible thing happens. He rubs the
thick velvet head of his cock over your nipples back
and forth. The friction is exquisite. He slides it down
your abb him and teasing the entrance to your pussy.
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He crawls up your body until you feel the heart
tiptap of his cock against your lips. You open your mouth,
desperate to taste him, but he pulls back, just brushing
it against your cheek. You want to taste it, you
want to touch it, but you can't. The helpless and
wanting is an incredibly hot feeling, a new kind of
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arousal born from pure denial. His cock is taking the
tour of your body that his tongue did, and it
is an exquisite journey. He crawls back down between your
legs and without warning, slides inside you. There's no preparation
or tog or request. He simply starts to fuck you.
It's a slow, even rhythm, a steady, relentless stroking that
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feels incredible, but isn't enough. Harder, Please fuck me harder.
You pull against the ropes. You love the feel of
him fucking you, but you need him to go harder,
and you need to help him by stroking your clit,
but you can't. He leans in close, his lips, brushing
against your ear.
Speaker 1 (10:08):
Just enjoy the feeling, and he.
Speaker 2 (10:10):
Keeps the rhythm, slow, deep, steady strokes. He doesn't change, pace,
doesn't falter. You can't believe any man could last this long,
and you realize the constant, pleasant friction is slowly, steadily
raising your internal heat. You have no control. This man
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has the endurance of a marathon runner, and with you
being unable to stop him, is coming to slowly fuck
you longer than any man had ever fucked you before.
You've never come from being fucked without touching yourself. There's
just not enough heat, not enough intensity. You've always needed
your clit rubbed, sucked, or stroked, but this man is
ignoring your clit and just fucking your pussy. And you
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realize the heat is growing and you may actually come
from this man fucking you if he can just keep going.
And he does. It's not a frantic rush to the finish,
but a slow fire being stoked, building from a warm
glow into a smoldering heat, and then over time, long,
luscious time, full of friction, into a raging, all consuming inferno.
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When the orgasm finally comes, it starts deep in your
pussy and builds with the fire an unstoppable force that
rips a scream of pure ecstasy from your throat, the
most powerful orgasm of your life. You lie there, panting
in the darkness. You wonder what's happening, what's next? Is
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he going to do more? You're not sure you can
take more? And you hear him getting dressed. Then you
feel his gentle hands untying your ankles, your wrists. He
lifts the blindfold from your eyes. He looks at you
for a moment as his expression full of warmth, and
then he leads PEPs. You're not sure how long you
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lay in bed, but it's a long time, closing your
eyes and enjoying the post orgasmic glow of pure helpless touch.
Later you sit with a director. He seems pleased, even proud.
He asks how it went. The tension of not being
able to move was so scary at first The words
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flow easily, but it evolved into a feeling of focus.
I had nothing I could do. I just had to
give in to pure feeling. You sound excited because you
are the director beams with pride.
Speaker 3 (12:40):
You are truly a goddess, and you're ready for the
next step in your journey. The next step in being
unbound is taste.
Speaker 2 (12:51):
He leans forward, his eyes alight with a new challenge
for you.
Speaker 3 (12:55):
You must now choose to either receive or to give
in a context that erases all boundaries, to taste another's pleasure,
on a woman or on a man. The choice is yours.
To eat out a woman after a man has just
come inside her, or to give a man a blowjob
right after he has fucked another woman.