Statue
Added 2020-09-25 15:44:23 +0000 UTCAll about being hypnotically frozen in place...
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Frozen.
Stuck in place.
Your arms held up by your hypnotist’s suggestion.
Your legs, like stone, unable to move.
Their hands trace over your bare skin.
And their appreciative coos make you blush.
So exposed.
So vulnerable.
You can feel their breath on your skin as they kiss up your back, leaving slight tingles where their lips were.
The pleasure is rushing through you.
The arousal of being so… Helpless.
You couldn’t move if you wanted to, and they are enjoying that fact.
Teasing you, playing with you. Coming close enough that you could kiss them if you could just move!
But you can’t.
You are a statue.
Frozen in place.
Helpless before their ministrations.
And as they come back round to your front to face you, their wicked grin tells you one thing.
They’re only just getting started.
