Commanding Voice, Bound to Obey!

I always thought I was a brat, but I found a commanding voice makes me submit.

I never expected it, but when I heard a bouncer at the local bar start barking orders, my whole body got hot. His commanding voice made me submit. He wasn’t even giving me orders, but the urge to obey nearly overwhelmed me. So what was I supposed to do … except encourage more of it?

I walked up to him and leaned against him, knowing it would get me in trouble. Just like I predicted, he pulled out that sharp tone. It echoed through every molecule in my body. His commanding voice made me submit. Stepping away from him, like a good girl, I wrapped my lips around my straw and looked up at him from under my lashes while playing with the low neckline of my shirt. “What else do you want me to do? What else can you make me do?” He looked me over. “So now you’re willing to be a good girl?”

God, that deep voice, that hard gaze in his eyes, that commanding voice made me submit so quickly. I nodded. “I want to be a good girl for you, however you want … as long as you talk to me like that.” It took some convincing, but when he finally went on break, he grabbed my ass hard. “You are going to come with me and do whatever I say.”

His commanding voice made me submit. The word ‘no’ never crossed my mind.

I let him lead me, with his hand still on my ass, to a private bathroom. He locked the door behind us and pointed at me. “Lift your skirt and drop your panties.” His order washed over me, more potent than foreplay. His commanding voice made me submit. I dragged my panties down and lifted my skirt, showing him my perfectly shaven pussy. He rubbed his jaw and motioned for me to turn. I didn’t move, only smiled at him.

The bouncer’s muscles tensed, making him look bigger. He turned me himself, lifted my skirt and swatted my ass, making me moan. His lips brushed my ear. “Good girls obey. You obey commands or you get punished.” And he proved it, swatting my ass until it was aching. I was sure he’d branded me with his hand. But that only made his orders more intense and his commanding voice made me submit happily. He panted in my ear. “Now get on your knees and lick my cock, prove you can take every inch.”

I obeyed, dropping to my knees. His commanding voice made me submit. So I undid his pants and licked the length of his cock happily. I slid my lips around his thick cock and only managed to take half. “Take it all. You can and will, especially if you want me in your pussy,” he growled.

With that encouragement, I stuffed him down my throat, choking on his dick as I drooled.

His commanding voice made me submit and I loved knowing exactly how much I could take. After choking on his cock, he jerked me up, picked me up, and filled me just like that. “You’re going to take my dick however I want, for however long I want. Do you understand me, brat?” He demanded. “Yes,” I whined. He swatted my thigh as he pounded into me, over and over until my head fell back against the wall. He growled. “Say ‘yes, sir’.”

“Yes, sir,” I moaned. His commanding tone made me submit. I’d do anything he wanted, anything he told me to as long as he kept talking to me like that and fucking me as hard and intense as he could. Every grunt and groan that left his throat as he stared at me was potent. His commanding sounds and his commanding voice made me submit. I begged for more again and again, welcomed his hand around my throat to keep me quiet, invited every sharp command and the punishing thrusts that filled me over again without fail. I came, but he didn’t stop, just kept using me like he needed. I’d somehow gone from brat to obedient slut and loved every second of it.

“Come again,” he ordered in a low, husky voice. “Right now.” His commanding tone made me submit. And this time, it made me come too. I came hard and he jerked out just enough to come all over my skirt. I panted as I watched every spurt. He pocked my panties after showing them to me and pointed at me. “That’s how good girls behave,” he said before leaving me there, a ruined, pleased mess. I’ve learned since then, it’s not just his voice that does it. A commanding voice makes me submit and I’m happy to do it again and again, because naughty can be nice.

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