Property of Cherie DeVille Part 1

Cherie DeVille stands over you in the dungeon. Your cock is hers now. She pins you flat with one look and peels off every stitch until nothing hides that body. She works you slow, then cruel, one hand wrapped tight around your shaft, the other sliding across her own skin like she wants to taste what she owns. Every time you swell close to the edge she stops. Counts the beats. Watches your breath hitch. If she lets you finish, it will be because she chose it, not because you begged. You wait. You ache. You remember who decides.