The British Dom, a master of his craft, begins by securing his sub's arms behind his back, the ropes biting into his flesh, a stark contrast to the soft, worn leather of the collar around his neck. He orders the sub to smoke, the cigarette dangling precariously from his lips as he struggles to comply. The Dom then takes out his throbbing cock, the head purple and engorged, and forces his sub to take it into his mouth. The blowjob is rough, the Dom's hands tangling in the sub's short hair, pushing him down onto his cock until he gags. The scene is a symphony of pleasure and pain, the sub's moans muffled by the gag, his body writhing in a dance of submission and desire.