In this femdom fantasy, the mirror becomes a portal to a world of power exchange. Our soloboy stands before it, his reflection a canvas for his desires. His hand, a proxy for his mistress', traces the length of his throbbing cock, from the sensitive tip to the base, where his other hand rests, cupping his sac. His eyes meet his reflection's, a silent command passing between them. He strokes, faster, harder, his body tensing as he nears release, his pussy-obsessed mind lost in the taboo, the forbidden, the exquisite control of another.