Welcome to Wonderland
I nervously climb onto the bed and quickly try to put things in order while I feel your eyes on me. You're still fully dressed – it keeps giving me brief glimpses of what kind of insight I must offer you… But you won't allow me to sit more decorously, instead you invite me to sit back, legs wider to open. I should touch myself for you. It makes me uncomfortable how much I want to comply with this request… As soon as I lie in front of you, you give me further instructions, tell me exactly where I should touch myself and I do it, you and yours Don't hide your eyes anymore. When I finally come for the first time, it can feel like a great eternity. I can't stop until you allow it and you enjoy seeing me like this… What else are you going to ask of me until you've had your fill?
