bendingsubmission: She stops in the hallway outside the room. Enjoying my smile as the fabric reveal
bendingsubmission: She stops in the hallway outside the room. Enjoying my smile as the fabric reveals her skin. I ask her if she wants to be seen. Her smile says yes, even as she shakes her head no. I say she’s talented at making her dress fall, but ask if she is equally skilled at raising it. As I speak the words, her hand follows. She’d never do it on her own. But the combination of my voice and the idea someone might be watching propel her. She’s touching her clit before I even finish the sentence directing her there. She’ll break in the hall, three times. -- source link