He lay there helpless, frantically commanding his body to get up, to do something.

She felt that if she could only command her body to run, she might escape.

No matter how I commanded my body to behave, things just got worse.

She tried to command her body to move, but it refused to obey her.

He lay there, trying to command his body to move but getting nowhere.

When at last he could command his body, he sat on the block and breathed deep.

Desperate, she commanded her body to push past the resistance of gravity.

Desire commanded his body, a desire that eclipsed all thought.

It could command his body as though he had no thinking part in his own behavior.