*snip snip* *Paaaaause*

"Clive..."

*snip* *smooooooth*

*pant*

"Dammit, Clive..."

"Quiet, darling, or the gag goes back in."

"I don't know how you expect me to stay quiet when you've got your hand..." *moan* "Oh, my God..."

"Now, if you don't be quiet, I'll stop. Do you want that?"

"No sir."

"That's my lamb."

*tousle* *comb*

"There. Aaaand... there." *high pitched whine* "And... there." *whimper* "Oh, and most especially... there!" *Shriek!*

"My, that was a good one, wasn't it, pet?"

"You're going to kill me one of these days, Clive."

"Nonsense. This really gets the blood circulating. Just look at that delicious pink flush; over your face, down your throat and..." *peek* "Yes, indeed. Right down to the bosum."

"Okay, now that's taking advantage."

"Of course it is, love. Why do you think I tie you to the chair every time?"

*mumble*

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

"Oh, I don't think so. Tell Uncle Clive right now, you naughty girl."

"It's personal."

*sigh* "Must I get out the peacock feather?"

"All right, all right! I said that, um... well. I said that I'mgonnahavetostartbringingfreshpantieswithmewhenIcomehere."

"Oh. Scribe..." *sniff* "That's the sweetest thing that anyone's ever said to me. Precious, you have got to get devirginized pretty soon. I'm all about control, you know, but..." *stroke* "You really are a severe temptation."

"Thank you. Will you untie me now?"

"Not just yet." *sit*

"Oof! Damn, you ain't a big dude, but you're solid."

"As a rock, sweet thing. Feel." *push*

"Oo." *short, but active pause* "You know, all this time I've been coming here, and I still haven't actually... uh..."

"Viewed the exhibit? That can be taken care of. Be patient for a moment. Button flies are sexy as hell, but they do slow one down a bit."

"Uh, really, you don't have to..." *unbutton unbutton* "Not on my account..." *unbutton unbutton* "Unless you really want to..." *unbutton unbutton* *longer pause* "Whoa. Day-um!"

"Well, dear, you've had only a thin layer of leather or denim between it and various parts of your anatomy many times. You didn't suspect?"

"I've always been lousy at esimation. But... whoa."

"You said that."

"I'll say it again. Whoa, Nellie!"

"You say the sweetest things. Lean forward."

"Clive, I'm not sure I'm ready..."

"Darling, shut up and open your pretty mouth."

"Yes sir."

"I just love a good little submissive. As often as I can."

"Clive, I don't know what to do."

"Relax, and I'll drive. Just remember the first haircut, and expand on that a little. Some of these experiences may be a bit more skilled than others, but I've never actually had a bad one."

*quiet, save for snuffling, and soft, wet sounds*

"Mmmmm. Precious, you had nothing to worry about. You're doing spectacularly so far."

*mumble*

"Don't try to speak with your mouth full, or I'll have to spank you. Just keep doing that...yesssssss..."

*Breathing speeds up*

"Scribe, darling? I'm going to push now. Don't panic. Just remember to breath through your nose."

*quiet grunt*

"Oh, God, I didn't expect you to be able to do that your first time. Do you know how hard it is for some people to do that? You..." *low humming sound*

"Shit!"

*Harsh panting* *louder hum*

*Hooooooooooooowl!*

*Bang bang bang*

"Clive! What the hell's going on it there?! Did your blow drier short circuit and zap you, or what?"

*Panting*

"Everything is fine. Go away."

*Breathing slows*

"I'm sorry about that, love, but I didn't have time to warn you or pull out. You... you surprised me. That doesn't happen often. Where on earth did a virgin learn about deep throat and humming?"

"I'm smart. I read books."

"Well, remind me to send flowers to your librarian."