The dominatrix stands tall, her heels sinking into the plush carpet. Her slave, bound and gagged, lies at her feet, eyes pleading. She sneers, lifting her foot, tracing the curve of her heel along his cheek. 'You think you can take me, don't you?' She presses down, feeling his resistance. 'Let's see how you handle this.' She grinds her heel into his crotch, watching as he squirms, his muffled cries music to her ears. 'Remember, slave, pain is pleasure. Now, let's find your limit.'