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Dominant Handjob 108

Title: Carla's Dominant Handjob



Stepping onto the plush red carpet, you feel a shiver of anticipation run down your spine. Madame Carla awaits your arrival, her tall frame clad in a form-fitting black dress that hugs her every curve. A wicked smile plays at the corners of her lips as she eyes you up and down, taking in every inch of your naked form.



Her dark eyes flash with amusement as she leads you to a luxurious leather chair in the center of the room. She casually seats herself on the edge of a nearby table, her legs swinging seductively as she crosses them at the ankles.



"You're here for a handjob, aren't you, slave?" She purrs, her voice dripping with sexual innuendo. Before you can respond, she reaches down and grabs your throbbing cock in an iron grip, squeezing it tightly.



You gasp, your head falling back as she begins to stroke you slowly, her long nails dragging lightly against your sensitive skin. The feel of her powerful hands wrapped around you is intoxicating, and you find yourself lost in the sensation.



"Suck on my feet," she commands, her gaze never leaving your face. You hesitate for a moment before leaning forward and pressing your lips against her sweat-soaked, nylon-covered feet. The smell of her musky sweat and the taste of her footwear fill your senses, and you can't help but moan around her toes.



As you worship her feet, Carla continues to stroke your hard cock, her grip tightening ever so slightly. Your entire body tingles with anticipation, and you can feel yourself getting closer to the edge.



"That's it, slave," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "Enjoy the power I hold over you."



Without warning, she releases your cock, leaving you aching for more. You whimper in disappointment, your eyes locked on hers, pleading for more.



"You'll have to wait," she says, a wicked glint in her eye. She stands up, towering over you, and slowly begins to unbutton her dress. Your eyes widen as you see her beautiful body emerge from the folds of fabric, her full breasts barely contained within her lacy black bra.



"Do you think you can make me cum with your mouth?" She challenges, stepping out of her dress and onto the stage. You nod eagerly, unable to tear your eyes away from her perfect form.



As she climbs onto the table, spreading her legs wide, you feel a surge of power course through your veins. This is your chance to please your mistress, to make her feel the intensity of your love for her.



You crawl towards her, your heart pounding in your chest, and lower your head between her legs. The sweet aroma of her arousal fills your nostrils, and you can't help but moan as you take her in your mouth.



Carla gasps, her hips bucking wildly as she feels your tongue dancing on her sensitive flesh. She throws her head back, her long hair cascading down her back, and lets out a moan that echoes through the room.



Her fingers thread through your hair, holding you tightly in place as she loses herself in the sensation. Your mouth works overtime, sucking and licking her clit, driving her wild with pleasure.



Finally, she cries out, her body shuddering as she climaxes, her juices pouring down your throat. She collapses back onto the table, panting heavily, her eyes locked on yours.



"You are mine, slave," she says, her voice low and dangerous. "And I will do whatever I please with you."

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