Kneeling, Edging, Tormenting: Left Denied at My Stiletto Heels

Helpless, exposed and entirely at my mercy, my slave’s hands are locked behind his head with a spreader bar, ensuring he remains completely defenseless. I enter the room, my sharp red nails tracing over his bare back, scratching deep until my marks are all over him. Then, the real punishment begins: whipping his back and ass until his skin burns. Turning him to face me, I take control of his pathetic cock, edging him mercilessly with my gloved hands while his balls endure my cruel squeezes. Desperate and trembling, I order him to hump my legs and heels, bringing him to the very edge only to deny him again and again. His suffering isn’t over yet. I command him to worship my perfect legs and heels, making him to kiss and adore them with complete devotion. But he doesn’t last much longer, after a short round of ballbusting, he collapses at my feet, exactly where he belongs. And in that perfect moment of his defeat, I end the session just as I started it: by whipping his back once more, leaving him broken, denied and forever marked by my power.