Pain is the price for Her company

Mistress Aiden Starr drags the newbie into the dungeon like she already owns him. Rules come first. Her voice cuts clean, sharp. Then the test begins. She pulls leather and steel from the rack and works his skin until every strike bites deep. The strap lands again and again. He takes it. Barely. When she’s satisfied she bends him, lube slick, and pushes the thick strap-on inside. No warm-up. Just pressure, stretch, and the sound of him choking on breath while she fucks him open. Later she lets him touch. He’s shaking, hard, desperate. She stretches out and uses every inch of that cock, riding until her thighs shake, sucking until spit runs down her wrist. She fucks him for her own finish, takes what she wants, leaves him wrecked and still aching. Pain paid the price. Her body was the reward.