Stare at the soft soles of my feetβ¦
Let your gaze lock there, helpless and heavy.
Every gentle curve pulls you πΉπππππ.
Every tiny wrinkle whispers: ππΎππβ¦ π·ππΆππβ¦ ππ·ππ.
Your eyelids droop with each slow breath.
Your mind πππππ away beneath them.
Nothing left but ππ π»πππβ¦
Filling your worldβ¦
πΈππ
πππΎππ your thoughtsβ¦
Trapping you in sweet, πππΉππππ trance.
ππππ
ππ now, pet.
Just πππΆππβ¦
And π»πΆππ all the way in for me β‘