Instructions

I want to watch.

She’s self-conscious about her grey hair. I have some ideas about that.

An afternoon at the movies with a stranger I’ve never met but who follows my instructions perfectly.

Two pictures of her mouth, and everything I want to do with it.

Her voice undoes me more than her body ever could.

A task I set, with very specific instructions.

I tell her what I want; she gives it to me. Thousands of miles away.

I want to dress you. And undress you. And in between, a chocolate croissant.

She’s bratty, she’s beautiful, and she cums when I tell her to. More or less.

She came for me — and for you — and she describes exactly how.