These pantyhose glide over my calves like silk, and watching them rub together should be illegal for how much it makes you ache. Every slow slide, every tease of translucent fabric is designed to make you drip and beg. You will ache for these legs, hypnotized by the glossy sheen and the soft whisper of nylon.
I will tease, deny, and instruct until serving these legs becomes your only goal. Learn to obey for the chance to touch, the chance to worship, the chance to earn one brief graze. The seduction is deliberate, and the control is absolute.