After making slave stay on all fours, I come back for more. My devastating outfit is enough, my words push him over. Life is very easy. I chat, while poking my dope. Humiliation? Crossdressing? Dildos, buttplugs? Self bondage, finddom, blackmail. I whisper, he moans under my feet. What he doesn't know is that I'm clinically gauging his interest to determine how best to just use him. Brilliant scene, if I do say so...