Mistress Kym returns home, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor, exuding an aura of dominance. Her slave, Marc, is already on his knees, eagerly awaiting her command. She smirks, "You know what I want, don't you, pet?" Marc nods, burying his face between her thighs, his tongue lapping hungrily at her pussy. Kym's moans fill the room as he worships her, his bondage restraints clinking softly. She grabs his hair, guiding his mouth, "That's it, lick your Mistress's cunt."