My slave bound to a chair secured in place, I whisper in his ear, teasing him My dulcet tones and awaking his arousal. Without lifting a finger his erection is raging and he is a trembling mess. I stalk My meat, gently tracing My sharp talons over his flesh. The moment I stroke his cock with a finger tip he lets out an almighty moan. Already close to the edge, I hold him there for what seems like an eternity, his body shaking uncontrollably and his voice just as reactive. I own this cock, I own this orgasm and it will behave as I wish....... if that means cruelly being held on the cusp of e... Show more