I feel so powerful wearing my heels.. With each step closer, I can feel your resistance crumble. I stand directly in front of you, close enough for you to feel the warmth of my body but still out of reach. You try to look away, maybe out of fear or nervousness, but I wonβt allow it. I tilt your chin upward with a single finger, forcing your gaze to meet mine. βLook at me,β I demand softly