Keep Still: A New Test

How still can you remain, we will see.

Don't move, be a good girl for me.

My fingers will pull your strings.

Be a bad girl and I'll tie you too those rings.

I better not hear a sound or you'll be bound.

Keep your body still, even if I go down.

Wait until the end, when I say you can.

Then you may whimper, shake and buck against my hand.

Bite your tongue, if you feel your body hum.

Press your eyes tight together, as my fingers drum.

I know how much you want to struggle.

Those golden balls inside you now juggle.

Now squeeze and now then release.

Clang them together please.

That's it now there's a rhythm.

Your jolt is not forgiven.

Turn over now, your punishment is now part of this lesson.

Your redden cheek, I will sooth during this session.

My tongue engulfs your stem, you better not move again.

Fingers part your hungry folds and then I begin.

You know the words I want to hear but, not whispered in my ear.

Your body is mine, am I making that clear?

You belong to me, this you know and see.

Now be a good girl and cum for me.