Your Shocking Crush

Your dick’s about to get the treatment it’s been begging for. Helena Locke has one look at your useless cock and decides it’s time you learned your place. She straps you tight, buckles you down, spreads you out so every inch is hers to play with. The cane lands first—hot, sharp, deliberate—each strike reminding you exactly who’s in charge. When she brings out the electro, the air changes. A low hum, then white fire dancing across sensitive skin, forcing you to arch and moan while she watches every twitch. She edges you hard. Keeps you throbbing, keeps you denied, keeps you begging through gritted teeth. She loves how you fight the cuffs, how your cock strains and leaks for her, how your body learns faster than your mouth ever will. Every pulse, every stripe, every held-back orgasm is hers to give or take. You don’t get to come until she says so. And she’s not saying so yet.