In the dimly lit boudoir, Mistress awaits, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She watches, her tongue tracing her lips as you pleasure yourself. 'Faster, pet,' she purrs, 'I want to see you squirm.' Your hand moves frantically, your breath ragged. She leans back, her chest heaving, 'Now, cum for me. Cover my chest with your load. I want to feel your desire, your submission.'