Whitney Morgan, the embodiment of feminine dominance, sits elegantly on her throne, her eyes locked onto her prey. She's dressed in a form-fitting latex catsuit, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor as she paces, barking orders. The pathetic little worm before her is on his knees, hands bound, whimpering as he struggles to obey her commands. She demands he masturbate, his moans filling the room. Just as he's about to climax, she screams, "Stop!" She wants his cum, and she wants him to eat it. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "Clean your mess, worm."