Visual Takedowns: How to Dom with Your Eyes

She sits on the edge of the bed, legs parted just enough, the dark waves of her hair tumbling over one bare shoulder. Her eyes fix on his. Nothing else moves. The curve of her hip catches the light; everything else stays in shadow. One slow blink, and the game begins. He shifts. She does not. The corners of her mouth never twitch, but the stare grows heavier, dragging him down until his shoulders fold and his knees find the floor. No sound. No order. Just the weight of that look pinning him where she wants him.