Pegged Across Her Desk
Blood Orange Soft Domme FLR Evening Ritual

This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice.
When the last client call ends, her home-office desk stays the throne—and he asks to be claimed across it like belonging with a blotter and a yes. Aurelia is thirty-four, plus-size, and done pretending female-led hunger has to leave the room when the laptop closes. Declan is thirty, capable in daylight, and quietly starving for a mistress who will keep the boss chair warm while she takes him across her own wood. One blood-orange evening becomes a negotiation: green, yellow, red; a care clause; warm palm over the desk edge; and soft-firm pegging as the power ritual that follows—not cruel office theater, a claim he can trust. He answers yes. She keeps the chair. When pace tips too sharp, she stops for yellow, adjusts, and takes him deeper when he chooses to stay—then folds him into blood-orange aftercare that leaves the blotter smelling like fruit and praise.