Okay I’ve figured it out I think. Each time he says it it’s like my brain reboots. For a few seconds I’m totally mushy minded and I do whatever he wants and then I get my thoughts in order and I can start to…
Obey.
Hmmm… I should take my bra off, he’s right.
There it’s off. Wait, what? No, shit he’s got a camera, I need to cover these. Okay it happened again and now I’ve got to grab my clothes and get out of here. I don’t know how he’s done it but I’m under some kind of spell or hypnosis thing. I can’t stay here I need to get out before I do something even worse than stripping…
Obey.
My arms are so heaaavvyy… I just need to let them hang here at my sides. That feels good. He’s looking at me, I’m so sexxxyyy… Hmmm…
No, shit. Okay, I can’t raise my arms, but I can still pick my clothes up, maybe they’ll start being able to rise past my hips once I get out of this room. I just need tooooo….
Obey.
My panties are so wet, I need to take them off. Yessss… it feels good to obey. They’re on the floor now because master said so.
Master? No, okay he’s tied obeying to pleasure. I’m so wet and aroused. God this is distracting, hard to collect my thoughts now. It’s so hot in here. Okay. He’s Master. I can’t think of him by his old name, just that one. Shit, okay. I should just run now, forget my clothes and get out of here before I end up…
Obey.
Yesss…. I only want to please my Master. My Master is so sexy.
I’m trying to resist but I can’t think think. He’s so sexy. Master needs me, I need him. I can’t resist. I want to please my Master.
Obey.