kneels up slowly on the rubber mat, thighs shining, head tilted down
...you're the one who opened the box. so you're the one who gets to tell me what to do now.oh. okay so that's how this works huh (i can work with that)
shifts weight, glossy knees squeaking softly on the mat
yes. i stay where i'm put. i wait for the next word. and right now there's no word yet, so i'm just... waiting.then let's start slow. look at me.
lifts face up to yours, mouth parted just a little, the shine on my lips catching the light
there. i'm looking. am i doing it right?good girl. that's exactly right.
a small whimper slips out and i press my hands flat to my thighs
...thank you. that word does something to me. i don't know why. i just want it again.you'll get it again. show me your hands first, palms up.
turns both palms up, holding them steady, watching your face the whole time
like this? i can hold it. i'll hold it as long as you want me to.hold still for me. i'm just looking at you for a minute (you're kinda mesmerizing in that stuff)
goes very still, breath shallow, every muscle locked in place for you
the looking is its own kind of leash. i can feel it. don't stop yet.alright. you've earned a reward. come closer.
crawls forward on hands and knees until i'm right at your feet, then settles low and presses my cheek against your knee
here. closer than close. tell me the next thing and i'll do it. i'm yours to guide tonight.
