Straight to the point

"Liam, I need to--"

"Ssssh. I know why you're here."

Sophia's mouth snapped shut. She closed her eyes in frustration for a second before glaring at him and pointing at her mouth. She had been rendered unable to even squeak. And yet, despite the danger she was in, being told to 'ssh' once again did something inside her.

He smiled and wheeled his gaming chair closer, briefly getting one of the caster wheels stuck on a sock. "You're so committed to the roleplay, I admire it. There'll be time for what you wanted to say soon."

'Idiot.' She thought. 'Let me talk!' She wanted to slump onto the bed but she wasn't sure how long ago the sheets were changed. She didn't want to find out so she maintained her composure.

"For now, let's carry on where we left off. Take your top off. Actually, no, stand up. Take all your clothes off. Dance sexily while you do it."

A series of twinges hit her mind in succession as he changed his commands, but the end result was the same. She sprang up off the bed and felt her body act completely out of her control. First, her hips started to sway, and her hands slid down her sides seductively. Her modest impulses did nothing but raise her heart rate as her own hands started peeling her top upwards, slowly baring her midriff and then breasts. As she lifted her hem above her face she lost sight of his greedy face staring up at her from his chair, drool at the corner of his mouth. He eagerly pushed some of his straggly fringe out of his eye.

Her mental bondage once again tickled her on an intimate level. She postponed the mental gymnastics she needed to do to explain her arousal to herself for a future therapy session. Being braless, there wasn't much to remove on her top half, so after she let her tank top flop to the floor behind her, her hands made their way to the button of her pants. She would have yelped in surprise if she could make a sound as her body span around and arched her back, slowly wiggling her ass in his face as she unzipped her jeans and her hands started to make their way around the waist, lowering them over the round of her butt.

Liam giggled boyishly and raised his hands to play with her but decided against it and lowered them again. He decided to watch her dance play out unimpeded.

Only Sophia knew that nothing but a command would impede her dance. She bent all the way down to lower her jeans past her ankles. She stepped out of her pants and socks in one go, leaving her bent over in front of him in just her panties.

She turned elegantly to face him once again and bit her lip. She wondered if that was her or the command for a second. She made unbreaking eye contact with him as she lowered her panties and stepped out of them too. With the stripping complete, she continued dancing passively on the spot in front of him.

Liam gulped and shifted in his gaming chair, one arm resting over his crotch.