Shelly’s POV
With this perfect plan swirling vividly in my mind, anticipation bubbles within me, making me eager to see it unfold into reality.
I feel a tingle of excitement coursing through my veins as I lock eyes with Sebastian. Standing there, with an air of unwavering confidence, I adopt a seductive and commanding tone before saying,
“Strip off all of your clothes, babe, and then go stand over there.” My finger points decisively to a specific spot in the corner of the room, setting the stage for what’s to come.
Sebastian meets my gaze, his eyes locking with mine for what feels like an eternity. It’s as if he’s mulling over the possibility of resisting my command a silent battle, an unspoken interplay of power.
Yet, without uttering a word of protest or defiance, he inhales deepl
