Enraptured
Added 2022-04-09 00:01:01 +0000 UTCSir tells me to look him in the eyes and I just can't help but look. This is wrong. This is very wrong. I'm sitting here naked looking up at some dude with puppy dog eyes, and I can't think to call him anything else but Sir. I can't think to do anything but exactly what he says. He walked up to me in the gym and his eyes flashed and told me to come with him. My body obeyed despite my own internal cries of rebellion. I'm trapped inside my head unable to question him. It hurts to do disobey. And it feels so good to obey. He tells me to flex for him and I do. Maybe it'd be better if I just let go.
