Hold still

“Holy fuck that’s hot, don’t move an inch!” As Master commands, I hold still as a statue. The only movements I make are involuntary twitches, shallow breathing, and a bit of swaying to keep myself standing upright. Master circles me, observing every inch of my bare skin. I can practically feel his eyes on my exposed nipples, it almost tickles! I wonder if I could get off from just being watched, without even moving.

I remain motionless while Master inspects me from top to bottom. Experimentally, he reaches out and bends my wrist, splaying my fingers out with his own. He lets go and I hold the pose he’s decided for me, he chuckles and seems to get excited by that. I can feel the heat from his crotch despite him still being fully clothed, and I’m sure he can feel my own heat. Another experiment, he gently flicks my left nipple, and I hold as still as possible. As good as I am at staying frozen, I can’t stop my nipple from hardening at the flick, and Master thrusts a hand in his shorts as he watches it sharpen.