Your Cock Puts You At a Disadvantage In My Dungeon

Chad Rock comes straight from the office in a sharp suit and that strut like he owns the place. Mistress Lorelei Lee takes one look and laughs. She tells him an ego and a dick might impress the boardroom, but here his cock is a liability. She rips the jacket off, shoves his starched shirt open, and gets to work on the most vulnerable target. Cock and balls take the brunt—every squeeze, slap, and twist turning the power play upside down. The flogger paints red stripes across his chest and thighs while he’s still half dressed, fabric torn and hanging like wreckage. When she straps on and pushes in, his polished shoes skid across the dungeon floor. Lorelei rides his cock for her own heat, then drains him hard and slow until every drop spills across his ruined slacks. By the end, the suit is trash, the ego’s in pieces, and Chad’s left shaking and used.