A woman, bound and blindfolded, awaits her dom in a room filled with the scent of leather and the soft hum of machinery. Her heart races as she hears his footsteps, feels the cool air as he removes her blindfold. He's dressed in all black, his eyes reflecting the dim light. He trails a finger along her collarbone, down to her breasts, circling her nipples until they harden. He leans in, his voice a low growl, "You've been a bad girl, haven't you?" She nods, her breath hitching as he attaches clamps to her nipples, a jolt of pain shooting through her, a wave of pleasure following close behind.