You couldn’t help it. The second I told you what to do, obedience felt inevitable, because those massive breasts and that skin-tight red dress are all you can think about, and My soft, taunting voice becomes your only command. Watch yourself melt into a mindless trance as My curves and whispered orders pull every last inch of resistance from you.
You think you might fight back. You won’t. This dress will devour you, leave you staring at My cleavage like a hypnotized pet, and you’ll find yourself begging for whatever I decide to take next. Try to imagine saying no, and feel how laughably impossible that is.