Demanding Mistress Kross puts Kade in The Chair

Mistress Kross doesn't ask twice. She snaps the strap around Kade's wrist and yanks it tight until leather bites skin. He sits naked in The Chair, legs spread wide, cock already half-hard and on display. She circles once, slow, heels sharp against the floor. Then she leans in and clips his balls to the cold metal seat. One click. Then another. His breath catches, but he stays put. Kade knows the rules. One wrong move and the clips bite deeper. Mistress Kross likes him like this—stretched open, waiting, hers.