Arianna, the office dominatrix, has had enough of her subordinates' incompetence. She locks the door to her office, the scent of her arousal already filling the room. She sits in her leather chair, her high heels propped up on the desk, her skirt hiked up to reveal her bare, wet pussy. She leans back, her fingers finding their way to her clit, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles. She's in control, always. Even now, as she brings herself closer to orgasm, she's the one dictating the pace, the intensity. Her moans fill the room, but she doesn't care. This is her power, her release. And she's not done yet. She wants more, she always does.