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The way he is speaking to me about me has me in absolute shambles. I'm embarrassed and aroused.
...I can't fucking believe I'm enjoying this, looks like I'm the sick twisted one. I get it, I love to read this stuff and sure, fantasize about it but damn that's about it. Not act out the whole damn scene...
My body begins to shake, not from panic, but from anticipation to hear what he is going to tell me what to do. I know he wants me to touch myself, but how? Where? How long?
My mind races with thousands of scenarios but soon goes quiet when I hear him speak. He stretches out his long arm and points to the corner of my living room where the corners of the wall meet.
"That window, the one that sits right at the edge of your sofa's cushion, would you say it's a pretty good view?"
Taken aback by his question, I falter unsure how to answer.
...Why the hell is he asking about the view outside my apartment?..
Still extremely confused, I respond.
"Um, yeah? I guess it's a decent view if you like to look at foot traffic. I'm not sure though, I prefer to keep the blinds closed to block out the sun."
A sinking feeling blooms inside my chest, and I am unsure where this is headed. He walks over to the window he was inquiring about and opens the blinds.
...Why in the hell does he want to open those, my eyeballs are going to burn at the sight of the damn sun filling my living room...
He opens the blinds just enough so that only his midriff is exposed to the outside. His biceps, chest, and everything above is still covered.
I am starting to panic, I don't have a clue as to what he is thinking or why he is doing that.
...Could it be? No, he couldn't ask me to do that. That's just utterly wicked, to be fair this whole thing is wicked and nothing should come as a surprise to me...
Standing in the middle of my living room bare and cold I hold myself for some form of comfort. He sees me covering myself and shakes his head.
"Oh Doll, don't get all shy now, the show's just barely started."
...There goes that stupid devilish grin again...
He points a finger at me suggesting I come over to where he stands.
"I figured since you get to have such a beautiful view of the public, maybe it's their turn to get a view of you."
My heart gets caught in my throat. He's asking me to bare myself to the public from my own home. How could I ever think this man was attractive, that is just pure evil. He can kill me right here if he thinks I'm going to do something as degrading as that.
I display a disgusted look on my face and slowly retreat from him,
"How could you ask me to do something so foul? Just kill me right here, right now. I refuse to do that."
He gives me another one of those disappointing glowers,
"Funny, I don't recall punishments ever being optional. You can either plant yourself right here right now or I can force you here myself. Your choice."
I groan and stomp my way toward the sofa, firmly planting my ass on the cushion and my bare back facing the window. I at least need to feel like I'm somewhat in control, if not I'll fall apart at the lack of it.
"Good girl."
His raspy praise makes my stomach flutter, yet these unwanted feelings that are brewing make me feel sick.
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