Julia Winthrop

“It's hard for an educated woman to turn her head OFF. That's part of the joy of being a submissive. None of the DECISIONS are yours. When you can't refuse anything and can't even MOVE, those voices in your head go silent. All you can do, and all you are permitted to do, is FEEL.”

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Sorry for not being around yesterday! I’ll be on later tonight to do replies on all my characters ❤️

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@thebrandonclark

The vibrations caused by her moaning made Brandon grip her hair harder. He was enjoying every second and every sensation of her mouth wrapped around his large member. He loved the sight of her sloppy face, saliva connecting her mouth and his cock. He caressed her cheek as she took her breaths. “Slowly,” he said. “Slowly, baby girl,” and he lowered her head slowly back on his cock.

“Your mouth is amazing,” he praised as she looked up at him, making him lean forward and kissing her hard, shoving his tongue down her mouth. “I like you dirty. But I think it’s time you get up here.”

He helped her off her knees and brought her to straddle him, his cock now just inches away from her wet pussy. He lowered her slowly until the tip of his member met her soaking folds, enticing a slow breath from his lips. When he lowered her even more and the tip of his cock was finally enveloped inside her, he couldn’t help but moan.

“Fuck,” he exclaimed. “Ride me, baby girl.”

Her skin flushed at his praise, a visible indication of the fervor that pumped through her veins and made her blood run hot, and Julia knew she’d do anything he asked so long as she continued being on the receiving end of his attention. All she wanted was to please him. Which is why, when he ordered her back into his lap, she obeyed without question, so desperately eager for his cock that she couldn’t imagine refusing him. Her long, slender legs gripped either side of hips as she lowered herself down onto him, the warmth of her folds sliding against his tip and then enveloping him entirely. Julia’s head fell back and she groaned, eyes fluttering shut as she adjusted to his sheer size. Their hips collided once again and she began to move in earnest. 

“I want you to watch me,” she told him breathlessly, involuntarily voicing her thoughts as her thrusts began to pick up speed. “And I want you to remember this the next time we’re in one of our terribly boring meetings.” Her hands cupped her naked breasts, crimson nails contrasting vividly against her pale skin, and her eyes locked on his. Satisfied in the knowledge that all of his attention was on her, Julia arched her back and moaned. Her bottom lip caught between her teeth, this time unconsciously rather than to tease, and her hips rocked wildly down against his. Little noises and incoherent words fell from her mouth as she rode him — yes, please, oh fuck. 

Her hands fell from her breasts when she lifted her knees slightly off the seat and they began to bounce in time to the movement of her body. The effect pushed him even deeper into her, so deep that she cried out, half from pain and half from pleasure. Their hips connected almost savagely, her tits bouncing in time to the movement of her body, and Julia cried out again, unable to stop herself. “Brandon!”

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a gentle smile slid across juliet’s lips when the other replied, “i’m glad, i’d be pretty upset if you were mad at me.” she replied back, a slight tease of her own. “it was beautiful, made me want to dance.” she was a stripper, yes, but before that, juliet had been a ballerina, and trained in all sorts of other dance styles.

While the blonde spoke, Julia went ahead and belted her robe. “If you want to dance, I’ll play another one.” She was curious to see how the other woman danced when she wasn’t being paid to do it. “Fast or slow?”

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@escortingxxbishop

“Any reason you’re not following through with that?” he asked curiously. But shook his head at her question, “I took piano and cello for years, but I don’t think I could play either any longer.”

“There were other things that were more important when I was in school, and now it’s kind of too late. But that’s okay. I give lessons sometimes now and that’s good enough for me.” When he said he could play, Julia grinned and shifted over on the piano bench. She patted the spot next to her. “Want to give it a go? Maybe we can play something togther.” 

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@escortingxxbishop

“Like attention in what sense?” he asked, curious whether she meant the bedroom or in generally speaking. He chuckled softly, knowing how Dominant he could be and he was definitely intrigued what it would be like to make her blabbering mess and to take that brat side out of her. “I am very confident, but the type of scenes I do with clients, I have to be.”

He didn’t shy away or seem intimidated in the slightest. If anything, he seemed curious, so Julia gave him a truthful answer. “Well, one, I just really like praise and that sort of attention, but really it’s that I’m submissive,” she shrugged. “When I sleep with someone, I’m theirs for that bit of time. But being a good dom means that person has to be attentive. It’s not an easy job.” Julia grinned at him. “Which I’m sure you know, based on what you’ve told me so far. What sort of scenes do you do?” The way he said it piqued her curiosity.

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@thebrandonclark

The words that tumbled out of Julia’s mouth was music to his ears. Tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear, his anticipation for her mouth on his cock made his hairs stand, and once her soft lips touched his rigid member, he couldn’t help but let out a shaky breath. A hand on her cheek, Brandon followed her movements then leaned forward to caress her tits, playing with her nipples in between his fingers. The sight of her mouth filled with his cock and the outline of his member on her cheek made him harder.

“Go ahead, make it sloppy,” he said, loving her now disheveled look, hair all over her face. Moments later, however, he held her hair in a fist and soon he found himself controlling her rhythm. “There we go,” he encouraged, as he bobbed her head up and down his cock slowly at first before he increased his speed. He thrusted into her mouth, and then he lowered her head as far down as he could and kept it there until he felt her choking, finally releasing her for air and to see his cock gleaming with her saliva. “Fuck, look at the mess you’ve made,” he praised.

Julia’s nipples were hard as rocks and sensitive as hell after all the attention they’d been gettting and she cried out when she felt him roll them between his fingers, rough callouses further teasing the pink nubs. “Mmm,” she moaned around his cock, an absolutely filthy sound that would’ve been more at home in a porn video than the back of a limo. More like it filled the air around them when he took her hair in his hands and thrust his cock deep in her throat, guiding and praising her all at once. 

Determined not to disappoint him, she stayed there with her nose flush against his groin until he released her hair - even when his hips jerked and her throat tightened around his length, threatening to gag her. She just nuzzled her head side to side and moaned low in the back of her throat. When he let her go, Julia pulled off with a loud exhale, saliva strands trailing from her swollen lips to his tip. She didn’t wipe them away; he’d asked for sloppy, and she liked the dirtiness of it.

Her gaze returned to his cock now that she could get a look at it, marveling at how heavy and thick it was, and she used the wet mess she’d left behind to make her hand glide more smoothly as she stroked him a few times. Her pussy ached at the sight of him, at the thought of how easy it would be to sit down on his lap and ride him until they were both spent, but making sure he was pleased was more important to her in that moment. She could take what she needed later. Her tongue flicked out to lick a wet stripe up the underside of his length and then she kissed down the sides, sucking on what skin she could. “D’you like my mouth, Daddy?” Julia’s expression was all innocence when she looked up at him, despite the fact that her mouth was a hair’s breadth from his balls. “Like making me so dirty?”

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thebrandonclark

The way she responded to him made Brandon want her even more. He wanted to devour every single inch of her right there and then, and he fully intended to. He wasn’t waiting for the limo to pull up just so they could have their fun.

As he continued devouring her breasts, he pulled up her dress so that it bunched around her waist, completely exposing her ample tits and pussy. His hands around her hips, he loved the feeling of her rubbing against his rock-hard erection, and he leaned towards her so she could undo his shirt. But it wasn’t his shirt he wanted off at this moment. With his mouth still on her tits, he quickly undid his belt and pants, pulling it down with his boxer briefs, and once again letting his cock spring free, this time in full view of the brunette when before all she did was feel it underneath the table.

“You wanted it. Here it is,” he breathed as his kissed her tits once more.

Brandon’s chest is all muscle and Julia runs delicate hands over them in awe once she gets his shirt unbuttoned, nails scratching lightly against the newly exposed skin. Her mouth follows where her hands lead and she presses open-mouthed kisses down his neck, his collarbone, lower. Her hips are still grinding down against him as she moves, but that changes the instant she sees what his hands were up to when they weren’t teasing her. A pleased, desparate sound falls from her lips at the sight of his massive erection and instantly she moves down into the floor in front of him on her knees. 

Julia licks her lips as she grabs at his cock, just stroking it gently at first, and then she presses a soft kiss on the very tip of him. “God, Daddy,” she moans, a worshipful sound. “It’s perfect.” When she deems him ready and in no more need of teasing, Julia opens her lips and wraps them around the head, giving it a tender suck before lowering herself further. It’s the first time she has gotten Brandon’s dick in her mouth properly and she’s out to impress. She pushes herself, swirling her tongue around him and giving a little hum as she takes his cock as deep as she can and holds him there until her cheeks turn pink from effort, sucking all the while. 

Part of her regrets not having something to tie her hair up with when she lifts her gaze to look at him and finds strands of her hair in the way. Still, they lock eyes as she bobs her head up and down, hollowing her cheeks and fanning her eyelashes with a flutter. If he’s going to watch, she wants to give him a show. 

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starter for @fierywhxms

“Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot you’re clearly the height of ethics here.” Julia gripped her phone even more tightly in her right hand and drummed her fingers impatiently against the table in front of her as she listened to one of her partners on the other end. He was a good attorney, otherwise she wouldn’t have joined up with him in the first place, but he was also too moral for his own good. Whereas she would take liberties with ethics, pay for fancy dinners for judges she wanted on her side, and essentially anything short of breaking the law, he played by the rules. And enforced new ones of his own arbitrarily, based on what he felt was right. Lately, it was making her work life a living hell. Maybe that’s why she snapped at him, voice uncharacteristically sharp. “I kind of want this conversation to be over. Call me when you’ve decided you want to win this case.” 

She hung up with a frustrated groan and tossed her phone onto the table before burying her head in hands. Julia was still there, looking like an angry kitten, when someone else entered the room and reminded her she wasn’t at home, or at her office. “Shit,” she muttered under her breath and lifted her head to look at the newcomer. “Sorry if this is your room. The door was open and I just needed a quiet place to finish up a call. I’ll get out of your hair.” 

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princessbvbyy

princess nodded at the suggestion and copied julia’s movements, stretching out her own arms. although it might’ve been a little too late for that now, it was something she’d definitely remember.

“um, on the left of the A key is the…is the…G key?” she answered. princess was still a little confused when it came to where the new keys started, but with time she knew it was something she could eventually pick up. she shook her head at her question, keeping her eyes focused on the keyboard until she had heard the book being placed onto the piano. “i’ve never read music before. is this how you learn to play song?” she questioned and smiled after realizing this woman was a member of the club. “i started working her almost a year ago. last august.”

“Yep, you got it! It’s a G, and you are a natural.” Julia hadn’t done much in terms of teaching the other woman the piano so far, but she couldn’t help but be proud of the progress she made. Picking up a new skill, especially an instrument, was no easy feat and it seemed Princess really did have a natural inclination for music.  

She waited until the brunette finished before answering her, a sort of half-smile dancing on her lips as she listened. “It is. I’ll teach you, if you want. I think I still have a book of beginner songs and I have a keyboard I can bring you that has keys labeled.” She still had it from when she was learning, though she’d have to find it in storage. Julia was surprised to hear how long Princess had worked for the club, but she didn’t show it in her expression. “Do you like it? I’ve always wondered what it’s like for those of you who work here.” 

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@princessbvbyy

princess giggled at her question and remained silent for a moment before shrugging. “i have to live up to the name, right?”

“after the A..um…after the A is the B…key?” princess wasn’t exactly sure if that was correct. her brows furrowed as she thought over her words and she looked up at the woman, hoping she’d answered right. she let out a soft chuckle, then shook her head at the thought of actually knowing how to play an instrument. “please, i don’t think i’ll ever be as good as you.” she replied. “how long have you been a member here?”

“Not necessarily,” Julia shrugged. “But, I have a feeling that it’s more fun that way.” She stretched a little, arms rising above her head, and then rolled her shoulders. “Pro-tip if you’re going to be a piano player: Make sure you stretch before hand.” 

The other woman tapped the B key and named it appropriately. “Yes, correct. And on the left side of the A key? Which one is that?” Figuring out where the alphabet started over or continued was the hardest part. While Princess examined the piano, Julia reached for the sheet music she’d been playing from earlier. “You will, definitely. Do you know how to read music at all?” She flipped the booklet to an easier song and laid it back out on the piano before answering her new friend’s question. “I only just became a member about a week ago. So I guess I’m still pretty new. How long have you been here?” 

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@princessbvbyy

“mhm, some people think it’s kind of tacky, but i really like it. i think it’s fitting.” princess answered then shrugged.

her face lit up when julia confirmed that she’d learned it all correctly and watched closely as the woman showed her how to count the keys until she found the middle C. “two sets of black keys? got it.” she replied with a nod. princess couldn’t believe she was even learning of this and actually understanding it at that. she couldn’t wait to finally be able to play a song all on her own, though she knew it’d take some time for that. “so, if those keys are D-G, then the ones left of C are A and B, right?” princess asked, pointing to the two keys left of the middle C then tapping the B key gently. “i thought this would be a lot harder. the way your hands glide over the keys makes it all seem so difficult to learn.”

“It sounds to me like those people lack creativity.” Julia paused, a slow smile curving her lips. “So, when you say it ‘fits,’ do you mean that you act like a princess?” 

She nodded when Princess tapped the A and B keys, clapping her hands in encouragement. “Exactly! And after the A, what would key would you have?” It seemed like a simple question, but learning where the keys were and the order they came in was the most important thing before learning a song. She laughed at what the other woman said last, but not unkindly. “It can be hard, trust me, but if you learn this stuff first it’s not so bad. You’ll be playing better than me in no time at all.” 

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@princessbvbyy

“oh, that’s such a pretty name. it’s nice to meet you. i’m princess.” princess held out a hand for the woman to take and gave a gentle, small shake before releasing it. “thank you again. i really appreciate it.” she added with a soft smile.

princess allowed julia to move her hand over to the correct keys, able to follow along a bit easier now as she point out the different keys. she nodded, grinning at finally being able to understand what the keys were now. “okay, i think i got it. left side is higher and right side is lower. the middle C separates the two sides and has a totally different sound?” princess pressed the middle C a few times before moving over to the keys on the right side. “what about the other keys? like this one, right next to the middle C?”

Julia waved off the thanks. “Is your name really Princess? That’s adorable!” She was sure the other woman had been complimented on her unique name many times before, but it was true nonetheless. 

She nodded when Princess tapped on Middle C a few times and went through an explanation of what she’d learned. When she finished, Julia beamed over at her. “You’re getting it! You can always find Middle C on an acoustic piano like this by counting over four sets of two black keys.” Julia showed her how to do just that by pointing at them on the piano. “As for that key,” she tapped the one directly to the right of Middle C, “It’s a D. In music, notes go from A-G and then repeat. So, to the right of Middle C, you have D, E, F, and G. Then, you start back over with a new A. Every time a letter repeats, you’re entering a new octave. So, A through the next A or G to the next G, for example.” 

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Ya girl just got a new job!!!! I’m in a fantastic mood, so... come chat/plot/thread with me to celebrate ❤️

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@princessbvbyy

princess couldn’t hold back the wide grin that appeared on her face when the other woman insisted she teach her, all too excited that she’d finally get the opportunity to attempt to play herself. “thank you so much! this’ll be so much fun!” she replied with a small clap of her hands before sitting down on the bench beside her, watching as she placed her fingers back on the keys.

princess nodded, listening to her explain the different keys though after a while she started to become a bit confused. her brows furrows as she struggled to follow along with what the woman was saying. “okay…black keys….” she repeated and point to the key that thought might have been a C key. “is this one of them?” princess asked before looking up at her. “does it matter which C? like, okay…does middle C make a different sound than all of the other C’s?”

Julia laughed, delighted by the younger woman’s happiness. “No problem at all,” she said again and then paused. “I’m Julia, by the way. It’s probably best if I introduce myself if we’re going to do this right.” 

She noted the confusion on the other woman’s face and smiled again, more patient than she normally would be. Learning something new was always difficult and Julia hadn’t forgotten her own struggle to learn to play. She wouldn’t turn into her own instructor, who’d yelled at her for missing notes on the first try. “That is one of the C notes, yes, but,” Julia reached out to guide her hand to the correct key, “This one is Middle C. And yes, they sound different, because they’re in different octaves. Which basically means it’s at a different frequency. The C’s on the left side of the keyboard are higher than those on the right. Middle C is important because it separates the sides of the keyboard that are higher or lower. But also because it’s the starting place for a lot of songs you can play.” 

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@thebrandonclark

“Oh, you will,” Brandon assured her, pleased with every delicious moan that came out of her silky lips. “And for future reference, it’s ‘daddy’.”

Brandon watched her try and compose herself but with the way her velvet walls clenched around his digits, he was sure she was going to explode. And explode she did which he watched with great pleasure. The way she was pumping him made him give a low hum but he was looking forward to her mouth replacing her hands soon. He once again sucked his fingers dry before they stood up and got out of the restaurant.

Brandon didn’t respond to her remarks but once they were on the sidewalk, he grabbed her by the waist, pulled her close, and ravenously kissed her, his tongue playing with hers. Fortunately, the limo pulled up before he could have done anything else to her. He managed to open the door for her still, but he quickly got on after her.

“Drive,” he said directly to the driver behind the partition before immediately kissing Julia again, his hands pushing the straps of her dress down her shoulders and pulling her dress lower so her breasts were exposed. He was all over her, his hands exploring her body and his mouth doing the same, moving from her mouth, to her neck, and then to her ample breasts, his tongue playing with her hard nipples.

The word was still echoing in her mind as they made their way to the limo. Julia wondered if she’d done something to make her preferences so obvious or if he simply happened to enjoy the same things as her — whatever the reason, she didn’t want to question the luck of finding someone who didn’t shy away from her more devious desires. “My mistake, daddy,” Julia murmured against his lips before kissing him filthily, her tongue exploring his mouth as she arched against his body. She would’ve let him do anything he wanted to her in that moment, anything at all, but the limo pulled up before she could plead for it.

Julia let her hands slip from their place on his shoulders, where she’d held on to keep from falling when her knees went weak, to climb into the car after him. She barely listened to him tell the driver where to go and instead found her way into his lap, one of her legs on either side of his hips as she straddled him. “Finally,” she purred in a low voice and moved her lips to the side of his neck. She gently kissed and nipped at the skin there while his hands moved over her body, sending sparks of pleasure up and down her spine.

“O—oh,” she mewled when that wicked mouth moved to her breasts and his tongue began to tease her nipples. Julia’s hands flew to his hair and she used it to keep his mouth there, tugging gently. “We really should’ve done this before now. You’re—” The brunette’s hips stuttered where they were rocking down against his cock and she moaned, loud and high, before withdrawing her hands from his hair to yank at his tie. She wanted - no, needed - fewer clothes between them. “Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant.”   

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@princessbvbyy

“that’s a really cute name.” princess smile as she listened to the woman answer her question and was quickly reminded of just how screwed up her own childhood was. the most support princess received as far her interest in music goes, was from her third grade music teacher who offered to help teach her to play the triangle, one of the few instruments offered in the class. “that only lasted until i was seven. after that i…i kind of wanted to learn piano. it’s such a beautiful instrument to me.” she replied.

princess watched as her hands delicately moved over the keys, gasping softly at the sweet tune. at her suggestion, she shook her head. “oh, goodness. no. i-i don’t want to get in the way of anything you had going on here before i rudely interrupted.”

It was clear the more that the younger woman spoke that she desparately wanted to learn to play, even if she was too polite to request such a thing. The way she spoke about instruments with such a wistful tone reminded Julia of her own feelings about music, back when it had mattered more to her than almost anything, and so she shook her head at her protests. “Honestly, it’s no problem. I was just messing around, and I wouldn’t offer unless I wanted to show you.” 

She made room on the piano bench for them both to sit comfortably and then placed her fingers on the keys again before pressing down repeatedly on the same note. “This is middle C. It’s sort of...” She paused for a second before continuing, “Home base, I guess, for playing the piano. You have to know where it is if you want to memorize the other keys. It’s pretty easy to find, though. See these black keys?” She pointed at the groups of alternating three and two black keys. “There will always be a C directly to the left of any group of two black keys. Middle C is just the one closest to the middle of the keyboard.” 

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@escortingxxbishop

“What’s someone like you?” Damien asked confidently, “And why should I be concerned about handling you, though I can say it wouldn’t be as difficult as you say. I’m sure of that.” He smiled at her and shook his head, “I keep to the club soda. Simpler that way.”

His question was a loaded one, that much was true, but Julia opted for the simple answer. “Someone who likes attention. Someone who is a little needy,” she rolled her eyes, as if such a thing were ridiculous to say. “Someone who isn’t easy to please, I suppose.” She could be, when it suited her, but most of the time Julia was a brat in the bedroom who required more than a little ‘handling.’ “Then again, maybe you can handle it. You seem confident enough.” Julia gave him an approving once-over and smiled wickedly. “Maybe we’ll find out.”