I ask you to sit in front of me… just close enough for you to feel the warmth of my breath when I whisper. “Good boy… look at me for a moment.”
My voice drops into something soft, slow, meant to slip under your skin and make your thoughts loosen one by one.

You don’t know what I’m going to say next… or how it’ll feel when I guide you deeper with each quiet word.
All you know is that the way I call you good boy makes your chest tighten in that sweet, warm way that keeps you listening.

I speak gently, deliberately… letting every whisper curl around you like soft hands on your cheeks, like I’m drawing you closer without even touching you.

You can feel the pull…
the calm…
the way your body gives in a little more each time I praise you.

If you’re curious how deep I can take you tonight… stay with me.
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