The domme's heels click on the hardwood floor as she walks around her new bisexual boy toy, a smirk playing on her lips. She's dressed in leather, her curves accentuated by the tight corset, and she knows the sight of her is enough to make any man drool. But she wants more than just desire, she wants his humiliation, his complete surrender to her will. She orders him to strip, to show her what he thinks he can handle. As he stands there, naked and vulnerable, she laughs, "I hope you're not as fragile as the last one. I do love to break them in."