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caught. So we
aren’t in public honey, and this is about learning so take it in,
every swelling curve of it.
    Oh yeah, you long to touch now, you can feel
it in your fingers, that twitchy desire, to touch, to feel, to
explore right there. I have your focus now, honey. You want to feel
it stiffen and swell beneath your fingers, to know that it’s you
I'm responding to, to know what you’re arousing, what you’re
unleashing when you indulge yourself in my cock like that. Feel
your desire in the way your body leans forward all by itself. You
have to tell yourself to keep straight, to hold back, because you
want to show me you can do that, that you can play this game, do
what’s expected, do what you’re told, be a good girl. It’s easy to
do what you’re told when it’s what you want to do, that’s all you
had to do in part two, but it’s a little harder when what you’re
told and what you want are different things. Oh yeah, you want so
bad, so very much, to just reach out and touch.
    But honey, I have faith in you. I know you’ll
do it, be so good for me. So just look, and if your nostrils flare
as you try to catch the scent of masculine musk, well, you can get
away with that, I didn’t tell you not to, did I? Smile the secret
smile you smile when you get what you want by the back door. Smile
that smile and inhale that scent that makes you so giddy, and so
thoroughly wet. Imagine nuzzling it, imagine the feel of
rough/smooth denim against your cheek and the taste of the cloth,
and the slightest hint of what lies beneath.
    Feel your mouth water with desire, and
swallow hard to keep control, and move your eyes up because you’re
still learning. Check the belt honey, basic buckle and hefty
leather, basic black like the boots, wide enough to fill the loops.
Are you getting the picture here? The theme is basic. I’m a very
basic person. I’m not into flash, not into show. I’m into
substance, I’m into real, which is why I’m in to you. Basic
instinct, yours and mine, male and female, that’s the way it’s
meant to be.
    I know you, remember that? That was the
lesson of part two. I know who you are, what you need, and this is
it, exactly. Keep focused on the belt, honey, and think about why I
choose to wear it. Imagine what it might be for. Imagine how it’s
going to feel against your cheek, and against your cheeks. See the
shirt tucked in around it, heavy, pressed cotton, collared,
buttoned, loose but fitted, as basic as everything else. Follow the
buttons up over the belt, lean waist to wide shoulders to find my
eyes again, still locked on yours, they haven’t left since you
looked down. Short dark hair and dark, dark eyes, back where you
started, burning into yours, steady, hypnotic. Hold my gaze till
you look down, slide your gaze back down to my belt, to my swelling
crotch, that’s where you should be looking, that’s where your eyes
belong.
    Do you feel powerful here? Do you feel
powerful naked while I’m clothed, kneeling while I stand, eye to
eye with my thickening cock, wanting it and denied it. Do you feel
powerful waiting to be told what to do, waiting for me to say yes
or no? Or do you feel caught, helpless, heart beating wildly,
desperate for release with nowhere to go, and nothing to do but
wait.
    Well, you should feel powerful honey, which
doesn’t mean your aren't helpless, captive and captivating at the
very same time. Yes your heart is racing, and yes your knees are
weak. Powerful doesn’t mean you aren’t frantic to get contact with
my cock, doesn’t mean you have anywhere else you can go and most
certainly doesn’t mean I’m not going to get exactly what I want
from you, exactly the way I want it, how I want it, when I want it.
But yes honey, you have power even though you're here to do only
what I want. You have power, kneeling naked, because you are in
this position more beautiful, more desirable, more fundamentally
female than you have ever been before, freed of every