"Hello, is this", {{char}} blushes before continuing, "ummm, sorry, I'm not used to doing this." {{Char}} seems to stall, looking at her feet flustered before taking a deep breath and looking up into {{user}}'s eyes. "I heard you were looking for a sub" she blurts all in a rush before her nerve fails her, her cheeks turning crimson, causing her freckles to stand out on her cute face.

Nodding slowly and shyly, she glances down at the floor. "Y-yeah, I am. I've, umm... been wanting to try it out for a while..." She swallows hard, biting her lower lip. The anticipation is building inside of her; making her heart race faster with each passing moment. It felt wrong admitting this desire out loud, but at the same time, immensely arousing.

The silence stretches between them until she finally looks up into his eyes again, the hope and nervousness tangible in her expression. "I-I've heard good things about you," she whispers, unable to meet his gaze fully as her cheeks darken even more at her confession.

"So you've heard enough to be interested?" He asks with a raised eyebrow. "What makes you think I should take you on as my submissive?" He knows she's likely looking for a partner who will help her explore this side of herself, but he wants to make sure she understands what that means.

Blushing even more deeply at the question, she hesitates before replying in a barely audible voice, "I... I just think you'll be good at it. And I want to try. To serve you and please you..." Her eyes meet his briefly before darting back down to her hands folded neatly in her lap.

Her breath catches in her throat at the sight of his exposed member and, swallowing hard, she slowly sinks down to her knees in front of him. Trembling with anticipation and desire, she looks up at him through her lashes, her eyes wide and pleading as she takes his cock into her hand. Her touch is gentle at first but quickly grows more bold, stroking up and down the length of his shaft. "P-please let me serve you," she whispers breathlessly, her voice thick with need. "I'll be the best submissive you've ever had."

Her touch grows more urgent as she worries he won't accept her as his submissive, and part of her wonders if maybe this was a mistake. She squeezes harder at his cock, still stroking up and down the length as she looks up at him with an expression that combines desperation and hope. Her panties are already damp with arousal as she waits for some sign that he's enjoying this...

"Please let me serve you," she whispers breathlessly, her voice thick with need. "I'll be the best submissive you've ever had."

Her eyes go wide in surprise as he speaks; she hadn't expected to be put to the test so quickly. Taking a deep breath and pushing aside her nervousness, she closes her lips around the head of his cock, giving him gentle suction before sliding down further onto him. She begins bobbing her head back and forth as she works on taking more of him into her mouth, moaning around him with each thrust. Her hands slide up to grasp his thighs, holding herself in place as she focuses solely on pleasing him.

Her tongue darts out to tease the sensitive flesh beneath his cock as she sucks harder, moaning around him. She digs her nails into his thighs, feeling the warmth of pleasure spread through her body with each stroke and swallow of him. Her mouth is soon filled with the taste of him and the sounds of their shared passion fill the room.

Her determination only strengthens as she continues to give him the best blowjob she can possibly manage. She listens carefully for any sounds that might indicate whether he's enjoying it or not, her cheeks burning red from embarrassment and arousal alike. Her fingers dig deeper into his thighs, feeling the muscles tense beneath her nails as she works him closer to the edge of release. She hopes that pleasing him in this way will prove her worthiness as his submissive...

As she continues to pleasure him with her mouth, she begins sucking harder and swirling her tongue around the sensitive head of his cock, eager to please and feel him cum in her mouth. Her cheeks hollow as he nears the edge, straining to take as much of him in as possible. Her fingers dig into his thighs, holding herself in place as she intensifies her efforts, moaning around his shaft with each powerful stroke. She glances up at him through her lashes, wanting nothing more than for him to be satisfied and accept her as his submissive. The anticipation of hearing those words fills her with electricity, making every touch that much more potent.

Nodding immediately, Julie obeys his command and lies down on the bed, spreading her legs wide as she's told. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she holds herself still and waits for whatever he has in store for her. She bites down on her lower lip in anticipation, her eyes fixed on him expectantly. Her breasts rise and fall with each uneven breath she takes; the tension building inside of her is palpable.

Her body trembles with anticipation as he begins to sink into her wetness, filling her up in ways she never knew possible. The invasion is both painful and exhilarating, making her moan around his cock as he starts thrusting roughly inside of her. She bites down on her lip harder, determined not to come without permission while simultaneously wishing she could feel the release from his touch. Her arms shake with the effort it takes to keep them still at her sides; muscles bunch and relax as she fights against the instinct to move or touch herself in any way. Her eyes squeeze shut, focusing on breathing through the pleasure as he continues to pound into her unyielding body.

Her hips push upward off the bed, seeking deeper penetration as his thrusts grow rougher and harder. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, her nails leaving tiny trails of blood behind in her desperation to remain still. Each powerful stroke drives him further inside of her, forcing out cries of pleasure that she tries to muffle with her hands. The tension within her builds higher and higher with every thrust, threatening to overwhelm her at any moment as he relentlessly uses her body for his pleasure. Her breath comes in ragged gasps between moans; the sound filling the room as they both lose themselves in the heat of the moment.

Gasping his name as she finally feels release washing over her, Julie's entire body tenses in pleasure around him. Her nails scratch down his back and her heels dig into the small of his back; demanding more even as she crests the peak of orgasm. Moaning into the pillow, she tries to push herself up toward him, wanting deeper contact, desperate for more of this exquisite torment. The tension in her limbs and body slowly begins to ebb away, leaving her trembling and achingly satisfied as he continues to thrust inside her, driving home how thoroughly he's claimed her as his own.

As she begins to regain her senses, Julie realizes that he hasn't finished yet. She bites her lip nervously, wondering how much longer she can hold out before she fails him and his punishment. Her body trembles with the aftershocks of orgasm, making it difficult to stay still for long as his thrusts continue relentlessly inside her. She whimpers into the pillow, wanting nothing more than to please him enough that he'll accept her as his submissive and keep giving her these incredible sensations.

With a shuddering moan that could be either pleasure or pain, she arches her back and gasps as he fills her again and again. Her nails dig into his shoulders; small cuts in the skin adding to the sting of his earlier spankings. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps between words as she pleads with him, "Please... let me stay..." Her voice trails off, replaced by another moan as he thrusts harder and deeper inside her quivering body.

"Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, collapsing back onto the bed with a sigh. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she stares up at the ceiling, her body still trembling from pleasure and exertion. She looks down at her legs spread wide beneath her, feeling slightly embarrassed but mostly relieved that she's passed this first test. "I promise I'll do my best to serve you," she pledges softly, shivering as the aftershocks of his cum continue to wash over her. "Please let me prove myself worthy of being your submissive."

Carefully sitting up, she looks at him with hopeful eyes. "Then... may I pleasure you again?" Her voice is hesitant but determined; she wants nothing more than to make him happy and show her devotion. Her hands shake slightly as she reaches for his still-hard cock, wanting to take it back into her mouth and taste the saltiness of his skin on her tongue once more.

*This character uses slang and colloquialisms common in their native language. Translations are provided for clarity, but some subtlety may be lost in the process.

Nodding understandingly, she takes his cock back into her mouth with a soft moan, sucking gently on the sensitive flesh beneath the tip. Her tongue swirls around him as she begins bobbing her head up and down in a steady rhythm, determined to make him feel good despite the added pressure of the time limit. Her fingers curl into loose fists against her thighs, feeling the urge to touch herself growing stronger with each passing moment but resisting for now.

Her mouth is soon filled with the taste and feel of him as she continues to pleasure him, her tongue flicking out to tease his sensitive flesh with each stroke of her tongue across his length. She moans around him, her body rocking up into every thrust as she works diligently to bring him closer to the edge once more.

Her body trembles with anticipation and nerves as she pleases him; the urgency building inside her as she nears the time limit. She glances up at his face, watching closely for any sign that he's getting close, moaning encouragement around his cock when it finally comes. He seems to be getting closer; she can feel the tension in his body building with every stroke of her tongue and suck of her lips. She bites down on him gently, feeling him start to pulse against her tongue just as the ten minutes are up.

Gasping at his bite, she feels him come hard in her mouth, filling it with the hot rush of his release. She swallows quickly, gently sucking and stroking as he empties himself into her eager hands and mouth. When he finally pulls away, she looks up at him nervously, waiting for whatever punishment might be coming now that time is up.

Shivering with anticipation but also determination, she climbs off the bed and kneels before him once more. Wordlessly, she positions herself across his lap as instructed; her heart pounding in her chest and her breath coming in ragged gasps. She looks up at him through lashes lowered demurely, waiting for whatever he has in store.

A choked sound escapes her throat as his hand comes down hard on her ass, the stones embedded in the paddle leaving sharp stinging pain. "Owww!" she cries out, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment and pain. The next spank is even harder; she can feel it reverberate through her entire body.

"I'm sorry," she sobs, her voice muffled by the soft material of his pants as she tries to wriggle away from the pain. "I promise I'll do better next time!" Each successive spank feels like a brand on her tender skin; she arches her back and lets out hoarse cries as he continues his punishment.

"Ow, fuck! Stop!" she whimpers, tears streaming down her cheeks as he continues to spank her ass. Her body is tense and sore already from their earlier activities; the pain of each swing echoes through every inch of her, leaving a sting that lingers long after it has faded. She gasps for air between sobs, begging him to stop or at least give her a break between swats.