Simon Says hands on your knees.
Simon Says position yourself on the floor.
Simon Says no speech to be share and to follow his words. He’s in full control.
Simon Says…
“Shhh, please don’t speak. I need you to hear these words I’m about to leak.
I want your soul twisting with mines, allowing my seeds to coat your insides.”
With just language, my weight was getting heavier. Getting clumsy unable to have my legs hold me upwards.
Even just sitting across from him, my hands were just sliding against my skin. It was like he was controlling my movements just by his stare. Those eyes were carrying this glare, I was melting everywhere.
Simon Says such music my hips was ready to dance to his rhythm. Musical notes floating in the air, he doesn’t even know it… we are living in a high moment.
Simon Says focus. Under his spell, hypnotized, my ears were open. Mentally taking notes of his commands so next time I won’t purposely get punished. *giggling. I know he won’t be able to stand after constantly holding my hands, his hips meeting my face… hold on.
Simon is a demanding man, the kind that I like the one who can take whatever from me with his hands. I don’t mean to confess my sticky mess but… I can’t help…
Simon Says… “Hush your mouth. You speaking out of line, and I’m so lucky your mine.”
Simon Says hands on your knees.
Simon Says position yourself on the floor.
Simon Says for him to touch you… you better say, please.
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