Welcome, my devoted admirer. Today, you're going to worship every inch of my silky-smooth legs sheathed in these luxurious pantyhose. You've been dreaming of this moment, haven't you? To be in the presence of such flawless beauty, to gaze upon the shine that accentuates every curve... it's almost too much for you to handle. Feast your eyes on the way the light dances across my skin, highlighting the contours of my legs. You can't look away, can you? That's right, you're completely under my spell, mesmerized by the sheer perfection before you. Watch closely as I cross my legs, the pantyhose ...

Welcome, my devoted admirer. Today, you're going to worship every inch of my silky-smooth legs sheathed in these luxurious pantyhose. You've been dreaming of this moment, haven't you? To be in the presence of such flawless beauty, to gaze upon the shine that accentuates every curve... it's almost too much for you to handle. Feast your eyes on the way the light dances across my skin, highlighting the contours of my legs. You can't look away, can you? That's right, you're completely under my spell, mesmerized by the sheer perfection before you. Watch closely as I cross my legs, the pantyhose whispering with every movement. Each time I shift, it's a reminder of who's in control here. And it's certainly not you. Your role is to obey and pleasure yourself under my command. Now, get a good look at this. My ass, perfectly rounded and encased in this glossy second skin. Imagine the warmth, the softness... the way it would feel to press your face against it, to inhale deeply. You're yearning for a taste, aren't you? But remember, you're here to serve, not to take. Look at these soles, so delicate yet so powerful. They command your attention, your adoration. Picture them sliding up your chest, leaving a trail of heat as they ascend to your lips. You'd kiss them, wouldn't you? You'd show them the reverence they deserve. Now, it's time to worship with your hands. Grab your cock—yes, just like that. Feel the slickness of the lube as you start to stroke. Match the rhythm of your hand to the way I cross and uncross my legs. Faster when I move quickly, slower when I tease you with a deliberate pace. I want you to edge for me. Get right to the brink, feel that pressure building... and then stop. Yes, just like that. You don't come until I give you permission. Your orgasm belongs to me, and I decide when you're allowed to release. Now, my loyal servant, you've proven your devotion. You've worshipped my pantyhose-clad body, and you've followed my instructions to the letter. It's time. I want you to let go. Stroke hard and fast, and as you feel that surge of pleasure, I want you to imagine spurting your hot load all over my shiny pantyhose. Do it now. Come for me. Good boy. Look at the mess you've made, all for me. Remember this feeling, this submission. You are mine, and I own your pleasure.