You’ve been good, haven’t you? Or at least, good enough to earn a moment of my attention. Xena, your commanding British keyholder, decides when and how you’re rewarded—but even your so-called “reward” is under her strict terms. This session showcases my mastery of tease and denial, as I use my long black latex gloves to deliver slow, deliberate strokes that leave you trembling. Every movement is a lesson in your place beneath me, every touch laced with humiliation.

The soft, tantalising sound of latex brushing against your pathetic cock fills the air, an exquisite ASMR experience f...

You’ve been good, haven’t you? Or at least, good enough to earn a moment of my attention. Xena, your commanding British keyholder, decides when and how you’re rewarded—but even your so-called “reward” is under her strict terms. This session showcases my mastery of tease and denial, as I use my long black latex gloves to deliver slow, deliberate strokes that leave you trembling. Every movement is a lesson in your place beneath me, every touch laced with humiliation.

The soft, tantalising sound of latex brushing against your pathetic cock fills the air, an exquisite ASMR experience for the submissive soul. But don’t mistake my gentleness for kindness. This is my game, and you’re just the toy. I mock your desperation, combine soft teases with sharp reminders of your submission, and even introduce light CBT to keep you in line. When I demand that you beg— truly beg —to be locked back in chastity, you’ll know that even your so-called freedom is a lie. There’s no release here, no final satisfaction, just the privilege of serving me exactly as I see fit.