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In a cramped, dimly lit room, Urara's mistress takes control, binding his wrists and commanding him to stand still. She tortures his nipples, pinching and rolling them between her fingers, making him gasp and squirm. She orders him to stroke his cock slowly, allowing no more than a few pumps before stopping him, bringing him to the edge of release and then denying him, over and over. She watches, amused, as he struggles to obey, his body covered in a sheen of sweat, her own pussy growing wetter with each of his frustrated moans.