After a busy day, I decided it was time for some fun at my slave's expense, binding him tightly to a chair with no chance of escape.

I began edging his pathetic dick and the sensation of my sleek leather gloves driving him to the brink almost instantly. But release wasn't on the menu yet, he had much more to endure.

When I powered up my magic wand and pressed it against his sensitive head, his desperate whimpers filled the room. I teased him further with my new leather skirt, commanding him to kiss my ass, knowing full well he was too tightly bound to reach it. His frustrati...

After a busy day, I decided it was time for some fun at my slave's expense, binding him tightly to a chair with no chance of escape.

I began edging his pathetic dick and the sensation of my sleek leather gloves driving him to the brink almost instantly. But release wasn't on the menu yet, he had much more to endure.

When I powered up my magic wand and pressed it against his sensitive head, his desperate whimpers filled the room. I teased him further with my new leather skirt, commanding him to kiss my ass, knowing full well he was too tightly bound to reach it. His frustration amused me as I silenced him by placing my hand over his mouth, only to escalate the torment with a ball gag.

After endless begging and pathetic attempts at persuasion, I granted him a countdown, but only for a ruined orgasm, of course. His release sprayed weakly, leaving him broken and humiliated, followed by the post-orgasm torment he truly deserved.

A fitting end for a slave unworthy of true satisfaction.