Gym Trance
I know you've been eyeing me at the gym these past few weeks, and trust me, I notice. In fact, I've been eyeing you even more so. I'm 10 steps ahead of you and your intentions. I get you alone and I tell you that you've made it so obvious that you want me. You blush and think I may be interested in you back. And I am. Just not in the way you'd think. I'm interested in you as prey. Yes, prey. I tease you with my perfect bouncing tits and tell you that this is all okay now, that everything is falling into place because I'll be getting what I want. And I always get what I want. I pull out my pendant from my pocket and sway it in front of your eyes. You're fixated on me and my will. My perfect bouncing tits have made you eager to do anything I said. How could it be bad to follow the instructions of someone you've been lusting so hard over? Perhaps you're thinking you may even get a chance with me. Once I've got you nice and suggestible, I tease you more and more with my body and natural beauty. You're a totally tranced out mess for me. This feels better than anything, going deep for the girl you've been lusting over. You don't even know what I'm really doing or how I'm doing it but you know it's so fucking sexy. You don't care about the consequences, it feels too right. I love making a fucking mess of you. I love tricking and trapping weak subjects like you.
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