FemDom POV: Putting YOU in the hot seat!

Mistress Lorelei wants you right now. She calls the shots and that includes your cock, your stroking, and the filthy mess you make. Sit down. Keep your hands where she can see them. Watch her long legs cross in front of you, heel tapping like she’s counting down the seconds till you break. She plants that perfect sole on your face first, makes you kiss and lick until the leather tastes like your own sweat. Then she turns, spreads, and pulls your tongue deeper—ass worship while she strokes herself inches from your nose. She never asks twice. When your mouth is shaking she slides a thick strap-on past your lips, fucks your throat till drool runs down your chest, and all you can do is open wider. She flips you over, cuffs your wrists, and paddles your ass raw. The sting lands, then her fingers follow, slicking you open for the toy she promised. She mounts you from behind, hips driving hard, using your hole like it’s hers, because it is. Every thrust knocks another load closer to the edge. She grabs your cock next, pumps it rough, rides it like another toy until she cums around you, then stops cold. No release. Not until she decides. You’ll sit there throbbing, leaking, owned—exactly where she wants you.