Mistress Lexy revels in the luxurious embrace of fur, the soft caress of it gliding over Her bare skin, teasing Her naked breasts. Admiring Her own beauty in the mirror, She commands the space with an untouchable presence. Her cuckold kneels behind Her, forbidden to gaze upon Her divine form until She deems him worthy—if ever. This moment isn’t for him; it’s for Her lover.

For now, the cuckold is simply furniture, nothing more than a footstool and an ashtray as She lounges in indulgent comfort. Her sharp words slice through the air, cutting him down, reminding him of his role: to...

Mistress Lexy revels in the luxurious embrace of fur, the soft caress of it gliding over Her bare skin, teasing Her naked breasts. Admiring Her own beauty in the mirror, She commands the space with an untouchable presence. Her cuckold kneels behind Her, forbidden to gaze upon Her divine form until She deems him worthy—if ever. This moment isn’t for him; it’s for Her lover.

For now, the cuckold is simply furniture, nothing more than a footstool and an ashtray as She lounges in indulgent comfort. Her sharp words slice through the air, cutting him down, reminding him of his role: to serve Her and Her lover tonight. he must endure Her relentless teasing, even as She flicks Her ash and spit in his direction. his purpose is clear—support Her every whim, no matter the degradation, so She can fully savor Her pleasure, Her energy reserved for the one who deserves it most.

When Her lover arrives, She’ll be fully relaxed and ready, while Her cuckold remains bound in service, a silent witness to their desires, catering to their every need at Her command.