Mika Tan and Jack

Mika doesn’t let just anyone kneel. Her slaves earn the right to break. It starts with questions. Then the work begins. Jack strips, exposed, already hard. She tests him hard. The flogger lands across his back, sharp and steady, each strike branding him for the next. When she commands, his tongue meets her feet, worshipping every inch like survival depends on it. She straps his cock and balls, runs current through them, watches his face twist while he stays silent. Rope bites into his wrists. Ankles spread. He’s locked down, ass up, waiting. Mika takes her time, working him open, pushing deeper until his body gives in. Each thrust reminds him who decides when it ends. She doesn’t stop until she’s sure. And when she’s done, only her face tells you if he made it.