The guy came to Mistress Savannah for a handjob. How the fuck can he ask a dominatrix for a handjob? He probably does not understand what a dominatrix is. And does. He is not a real sub. Yet. He will be when she is done with him. Standing there, his cock out, hard in anticipation, she first touches it nicely. He is on cloud 7. Suddenly he feels the cold leather whip being wrapped tightly around the entire shaft of his huge cock. She pulls. She twists. He screams. He wants her to do a nice handjob. Not being rough. So she alternates. Gives him hope. Just to destroy it seconds later. She teaches...

The guy came to Mistress Savannah for a handjob. How the fuck can he ask a dominatrix for a handjob? He probably does not understand what a dominatrix is. And does. He is not a real sub. Yet. He will be when she is done with him. Standing there, his cock out, hard in anticipation, she first touches it nicely. He is on cloud 7. Suddenly he feels the cold leather whip being wrapped tightly around the entire shaft of his huge cock. She pulls. She twists. He screams. He wants her to do a nice handjob. Not being rough. So she alternates. Gives him hope. Just to destroy it seconds later. She teaches him proper manners. How to call her. Mistress. Yes Mistress. No Mistress. She lets him cum, but he has to aim his cum for her stockings. He shoots his load right on target. He is relieved. He is happy. For a very short moment. The Mistress grabs his head and pushes him down on her stockings, right into her own male filth. She him to lick it off her stockings. Clean them. Every single drop. Bent down, his cock still wrapped in the whip, with her pulling on it, he has no choice. He licks his own cum, just as she told him. A sub is born.