The room is filled with the sound of her heels clicking on the hardwood floor as she paces around him, her voice a commanding purr, "Stroke that cock for me, slave. Make yourself cum." He obeys, his hand moving feverishly, his breath coming in ragged gasps. As he reaches the edge, she orders, "Cum for me, but don't you dare waste it. You know what to do." He nods, his body tensing as he releases, then leans down, his tongue eagerly licking up every trace of his own semen, his eyes never leaving hers.