Steal the Spotlight

Transcript

Get up, on your feet, straighten your back, don't slouch, stick your chest out a bit, you have tits, don't you? Chin up, stop looking down, and don't act so tense all of a sudden, good. Now look alert, you fucking whore, there, good girl.

What? Are you waiting for me? I guess you've always seen me as the predator, haven't you? Prowling around, playing with you until I'm ready to pounce.

But that doesn't mean you're some weak, helpless little fuck doll the whole time, does it? Not with that smile on your face and that wild look in your eyes, no. You can be a goddamn slut, but oh, do I love that.

And I know I'm not the only one. So why don't I lay back for once and let you have your fun, but not with me, no. No, this time, I want to watch.

You'd let me, wouldn't you? Wouldn't that make it all the better? Hell, you don't even have to use a toy if you don't want to.

Oh, that sounds like a downgrade, doesn't it? What would you use other than a toy? Well, I don't know.

Who would you pick? That's right, who? You've laid back by yourself to my voice so many times, that's nothing out of the ordinary.

But I'm not someone who settles for the ordinary. You're not either, are you? Then get up there and put on a fucking show for me.

And if it doesn't end in nail marks and your body heaving for air, then I might tell you to do it again. Oh, wipe that fucking look off your face. Don't act surprised, don't gawk at me.

You're not fooling anyone, princess. Everyone can see that you're starting to get a little interested. You want me to watch, don't you? To watch you fuck your brains out right until you scream and let that cunt be used until it's too tender to touch.

All while feeling my eyes light up your body from head to toe. Oh, come on now, don't be shy. You're so eager to pose in all those ways that you know I love.

You flaunt your body for attention just when you know it will get me hungry for more. You act so humble and tame when I start staring, but I know it's exactly what you want. You don't want my eyes anywhere else, do you? Then give me what I want, and I'll watch you till you scream.

Still not good enough? What, is this feeling too rushed? You need a little more for that needy cunt to really get throbbing.

Alright then, how about I tell you what you have been dying to hear. I've already been watching. How could I not? You talk about me, you compliment me, hell, you practically herald my name.

Of course I've noticed. You fucking irresistible whore. Sometimes I think the only thing you could do to turn my head more is to grab between my legs with your own hand.

But as much as I'd love that, I'll say why I'm here again. I want to watch you, so get up there and make me jealous. Wouldn't that be a little extra treat? Glancing back over at me where I sit, while you get fucked in every position that you know makes your body look fucking insane.

Just watching my cock grow in my pants, shifting around, trying to get comfortable, but I can't anymore. But you know it wouldn't just be me, right? Not looking like you do, no.

I'm far from the only one who wants a turn. Every set of eyes on you would have their blood pressure rise with every moan that escapes your lips. Everyone would be twisting their legs, shifting their pants, anything to try to settle that growing discomfort of that primal urge that's begging them to ravage the beauty in front of them.

Everyone wanting to make you a soaking, shaking mess, but knowing that by the end, that's really what they'd be. Because you know how to move. I wonder how many would be able to just watch, and how many would have to give in and have a bit of fun themselves.

If you'd have fun watching me get harder and harder each time I lock eyes with you and your flustered face, what would you do if the next time you glanced back my cock was out and in my hands because I just couldn't help it? Would you moan for me? Would you moan for us? Would you grin? Why do I have a feeling it'd be a bit of both? Fuck.

You're really getting into it now, aren't you? You still want to hear a little more? My words are good, sure, but wouldn't the groans coming out of my mouth be better? As I stroke my cock faster and faster, unable to help myself from really getting into it because your body is just too hypnotizing.

But would my moans really be what you want to hear? Because I'm not sure you'd be able to. Not with how you're going to work their body.

You might be breathless by the end of it. But them, if they can even move at all, they'll be shaking with the ecstasy that only you can make them feel. And when all they can do is let their eyes roll back or even close shut because they just can't take it anymore.

Would you look at me again? Watching my mouth slightly open, my chest heaving, my cock twitching. Because even when I'm just watching, my hands to myself, I can't get enough of you.

Well, you fucking darling thing, what do you say? Are you ready to have your fun yet, knowing that I'll be trapped under your spell until you decide that it's been long enough? Then go on.

What are you waiting for? I'm comfortable where I am. I'm just waiting to be entertained.

Aren't you ready to steal the spotlight?