This is what you adore the most about our days together. You can simply sip and stare fading into thoughtlessness letting the fuzziness rise from your feet to your head. Simply relaxing into the chair letting the spiral take you away and deeper into my voice.
Reminding you of your obedience and need to submit. Reassuring you this what you want- to drift along in mind numbing haze while I pleasure your senses. Sink into the refreshing, herbal bite of tea lingering upon your tongue, the mesmerizing pull of the spiral gripping your eyes like a magnet, and relinquish your mind deeper in the safety of my hands, lazily grasping and squishing supple tits knowing your place is right here among them, worshipping, blank, and empty.
Keep sipping your tea, sweetie. Let your pretty mommy remind you of mantras to echo in that empty head as I clean and wash up all around you. Letting you sink and dance in the melting shimmer of obedience, your quiet purpose.
