"I want you to watch, to really see him," the Domme instructs, her voice a low, commanding purr. The bound woman's eyes dilate as the man begins to stroke himself, his cock growing hard under her gaze. She swallows, her breath coming in short gasps, as she describes his length, his thickness, the way his veins pulse with desire. The Domme smiles, pleased with her pet's obedience, and the man, turned on by the power dynamic, grips his cock harder, his hips thrusting into his fist, yet never crossing the line drawn by the Domme's rules.