Armpit Trance
I catch you perving out on me at the gym. Did you really think you could get away with it? Men are so stupid. It takes no effort at all to lure you back to my place for the promise of something you know you are not worthy of. Suddenly my sweet flirtatious voice turns domineering. I raise my underarm and force you to lick and worship it. It’s all too much for you to resist with my perfect face beckoning you right next it. You stare into my eyes and crumble, knowing you could never say no to my beauty. As you clean my underarms, I describe in graphic detail how nasty and smelly they are. I never wear deodorant, haven’t showered for days, and workout for hours all the time. Now its your job to suck the sweat and clean them for me.