Your Cock Is Denied

Scratch walked into The Armory with his heart slamming. He wanted the real thing: strict femdom, no mercy. Goddess Aiden Starr sized him up, then put him on his knees. She stripped his clothes and left him bare. CFNM was just the first cut. She cuffed his wrists, spread his legs, and started with the whip. Every strike landed where she wanted it. She switched to his cock, slapped it, squeezed, and laughed when he flinched. CBT came next. She locked his balls and shaft in cold steel, then tightened it until his pulse throbbed against the metal. He begged. She ignored him. She slid a thick strap-on between his cheeks, pressed in slow and hard. His ass took every inch while the cage bit down. Sweat ran down his back. She used his mouth after that, grinding on his tongue until she came. His trapped cock swelled useless inside the device, leaking, aching. She watched it twitch and smiled. No release. Just denial.