In a dimly lit room, the femdom takes control, her voice steady and authoritative. "Stroke yourself," she orders, her heels clicking on the hardwood as she circles him like a predator. He obeys, his hand moving faster, his breath hitching. "Now, taste," she commands, guiding his head down. He obeys, his tongue tentatively licking the tip, then eagerly lapping up the rest, her dominance pushing him past his initial reluctance.