In My Grip - a Dominant's Guide to Your Orgasm
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As you fixate on me, your Spiraling Goddess, you're instantly ensnared by the potent blend of sensuality and dominance emanating from my presence. Clad in an outfit that clings to every curve, I'm the embodiment of your deepest desires and the authority you crave. My gaze pierces through the screen, commanding your full attention. "Start," I order with a tone that brooks no resistance. Your hands, trembling with anticipation, obey. You begin to touch yourself, each stroke an echo of my will, each breath a testament to the control I exert over you. "Slowly," I instruct, my voice a tantalizing mix of seduction and command. You comply, feeling the intensity of each deliberate motion. My words weave around you, a sensual yet unyielding command that dictates your pace, your pleasure, your very essence. "You're going to follow my instructions and hold back until I permit," I say, a wicked smile playing on my lips. Your heart races, your body aches, but you obey.
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Look at me, your spiraling goddess, in all my glory.
Notice how the light plays upon my skin, accentuating every curve of my luscious
body. Let your eyes wander, taking in the sight
of my form, clad and tight, revealing a tire that leaves little to the
imagination. As you feast your eyes on me,
start to touch yourself. But remember, slow and steady.
Let your fingers explore the heat and hardness that's already building,
a testament to your desire for me. Picture my long, slender fingers
trailing down my neck, over my collarbone, and further down,
teasing the edge of my neckline. Imagine those same fingers guiding your
movements, slow, purposeful, driving you wild with
anticipation. Hear my voice, sultry and commanding,
instructing you to stroke yourself. Feel the sound resonate within you,
stirring it, push a little harder. You're desperate to please me, to follow
my every directive.
Imagine the naughty things I'd whisper in your ear if I were there with you.
Each filthy, tantalizing phrase pushes you closer to the edge, but you're not
allowed to tumble over it yet. Look at the way my body moves, a sensual
dance meant to entice and ensnare you. Every sway of my head,
every touch of my lips is a call to your primal instincts,
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