Dominant Handjob 143 mp-4
Slave Bobby lay helpless against the cold, unforgiving wall, his breaths short and shallow as he felt the warmth of Mistress Amanda's hand envelop his throat. Her grip was firm but gentle, a reminder of her power over him. His heart raced in anticipation of what was to come next.
As Mistress Amanda's long, tanned fingers wrapped around his erection, Bobby let out a soft moan of submission. She squeezed gently at first, teasing him with the promise of pleasure before increasing the pressure until he couldn't help but groan in ecstasy. Her other hand continued to press firmly against his throat, adding to the sensation of being both dominated and utterly satisfied.
The atmosphere was charged with sexual tension as Mistress Amanda began to stroke him in long, slow motions. Each pass sent waves of pleasure coursing through Bobby's body, heightening his senses and making him even more acutely aware of her dominance over him. He arched his back, offering himself up to her will as she took control of his body and mind.
Her free hand slid down to grip his balls tightly, pulling him closer to her and making the experience even more intense. Bobby felt a rush of adrenaline in his veins as he neared the edge of climax, his whole being focused on pleasing her. He whimpered softly, desperate for release but unwilling to displease her in any way.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Mistress Amanda allowed him to explode in her hand. Bobby's whole body shuddered with the force of his orgasm as he cried out her name, his voice muffled by the hand still pressed against his throat. She held him there, milking him for all he was worth, before finally releasing him with a satisfied smirk.
Breathless and spent, Bobby lay there, basking in the afterglow of their encounter. He looked up at Mistress Amanda, his heart full of both fear and arousal. She was a towering figure of dominance and desire, and he was her willing slave, ready to be used at her whim.