Look at that bare ass. It moves, it’s touched, and it makes your heart race faster than your brain can warn you. My soft voice threads through your thoughts, turning your resistance into obedience. Every word I whisper amplifies the urge to give—to tip, to drain, to prove you’re mine.
This isn’t subtle. You’re being seduced into handing over more than attention. A powerful ass like this demands tribute, and you’ll find it impossible to say no when I order you to obey. Give in, pay up, and worship like you mean it.