Bound in tight ropes, the submissive writhes on the cold, hard floor, his eyes locked on the cruel smile of his Mistress. She trails a riding crop along his body, leaving red welts in its wake, before focusing on his throbbing cock. "You want to cum, don't you, pet?" she taunts, stroking him roughly. He nods, panting, as she increases her pace, bringing him to the brink before stopping abruptly. "Not yet," she snarls, smacking his balls with the crop. He cries out, tears streaming down his face, as she continues to tease him, alternating between pleasure and pain until he's a begging, sobbing mess, desperate for release at her mercy.