Sit still

Description: Relax, sit still. it’s not like you have a choice, is it? tied up just right, squirming, helpless, aching, caught between fear and arousal, and sinking deeper with every breath. you never expected this when you followed me home, did you? one look, one whisper, and you were mine. my scent, my voice, my presence, it’s already wrapped around your mind like silk, pulling you under. ten. nine. each word, each number, softens you more, melts your thoughts, strips away your will. by the time i say one, snap, you’ll be exactly where you belong. floating. blank. ready. ready to be rewritten, molded, owned.