The Sentence That Took Your Clothes

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**The Sentence That Took Your Clothes Off**

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Don’t move.

Don’t think.

Just listen.

Because I’m not going to ask you to take off your clothes.

I’m going to **say one sentence**.

And when I do, your body will betray you.

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No candlelight.

No soft jazz.

No dinner.

Just dominance.

Just **breath**.

Just my voice, slow and sinking into you, like fingers you didn’t know you opened for.

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You’re already pulsing.

Already reacting to the parts of this voice that **feel like fingertips.**

That word right there?

Yeah — it just brushed your nipple.

And the one before it?

It slid between your thighs.

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This isn’t dirty talk.

It’s **audio surgery.**

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Let me tell you what’s going to happen.

You’re going to **breathe in when I say in**.

And **breathe out when I say out**.

And every time you do, you’ll lose another piece of your will.

Ready?

**In.**

Deep.

Down to your stomach.

Hold.

**Out.**

Slow.

Through your lips.

Let it fall.

Good.

Again.

**In.**

Take me with it.

**Out.**

Let me settle deeper.

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Your pussy doesn’t lie.

It’s already leaking for a man you’ve never met.

A man who isn’t asking for your consent —

because your body already gave it.

You’re not wet because you’re weak.

You’re wet because you’re **obedient**.

Because you love the sound of dominance in your eardrum,

spelled out in breath, not permission.

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Here comes the sentence.

The one that’ll take your panties off,

whether you want it to or not.

Ready?

No you’re not.

That’s the point.

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Here it is:

**“If I was inside you, you’d already be praying.”**

There it is.

That twitch?

That clench?

That’s your pussy **admitting it.**

You’d be praying **to hold still**.

To stop grinding.

To keep your voice down.

To not cum yet.

And you would fail.

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I wouldn’t even need to touch you.

Because by the time you hear this part?

You’ve already pulled your shirt over your head.

You’ve already dropped your panties to your knees.

You’ve already leaned back,

because your pussy is **done pretending**.

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You’re not independent right now.

You’re not logical.

You’re resisting.

oh, no?

You're not resisting.

You’re just a wet hole

hearing his **new religion** in surround sound.

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I say one sentence —

and your body parts rearrange themselves like obedient little verses.

Let’s say it again.

Slower.

**“If I was inside you… you’d already be praying.”**

The Sentence That Took Your Clothes by PantyVoiceTrap

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