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I don’t need to lay a finger on you.
I don’t need to raise My voice.
All it takes… is the sound of Me.
A glance. A command. A breath. You will twitch without permission.
You will ache without contact.
You will obey without question. Because your body doesn’t belong to you anymore,
it responds to Me. Every edge. Every gasp. Every humiliating little squirm...
comes from My words.
From My gaze.
From the power I have over you,without ever touching you at all. So sit.
Listen.
Feel yourself crumble under nothing but My control. This isn’t stimulation.
It’s possession. Obedience without touch.
And still… you fall.