In a dimly lit, opulent boudoir, French dominatrix Mistress A struts in her heels, a vision of authority in a corset and stockings. Her submissive, a trembling man bound in leather, awaits her command. She snaps her fingers, and he scurries to position himself on his knees, eyes downcast. She circles him like a predator, running a black-gloved hand over his quivering body. "Un," she purrs, "tu es à moi." She commands him to pleasure her with his mouth, and he eagerly obeys, his tongue tracing her garters.