It was completely on accident. I was finishing up a photo shoot and was completely naked. I decided to check in on my boyfriend who was in the living room and laid on top of him. After some cuddles he sat up and I ended up being on all fours on his lap. Looking up at him in this position made something click within me…
Suddenly, every intelligent thought I had was erased. The only space I had in my small mind was used to focus on the person looking down on me: my master. I couldn’t speak, couldn’t move without further instruction. He was confused at first, but after leading me to bed and realizing I wouldn’t answer questions like “do you want to lay down?” He understood what was going on. He laid me down on the bed and looked at my open and vulnerable body from above. My eyes were closed but I could feel his overwhelming presence consuming my body as he began jerking off. I was there to please him. I did not exist anywhere else except in this one moment. My only purpose for my entire existence was to please the man in front of me, the man who owns my body and soul. If he wants my to lay here and be eye candy for his pleasure, then it is my honor to do so.