Order her to undress you next
From Create Your Own Story
“Your turn – undress me,” you command. Naked and vulnerable, the healer’s hands are shaking a little less now. She unties your tunic, breath catching as her fingers brush your chest. The fabric parts and she slides it off your shoulders.
She kneels to tackle your trousers next. She tugs at your leather belt, working it loose, and you take it along with your sword and place them aside. She pulls your trousers down, leaving you in nothing but your underwear which strains against the outline of your manhood.
She swallows hard, eyes locked on the bulge. “Go on,” you urge.
She pulls the thin fabric down, revealing you fully – thick and unashamedly erect. Her gaze snaps up to yours, then back down. You flex slightly, just to watch her reaction, and she lets out a slight squeak. She is too flustered to even speak.
Do you:
