Bound at her feet, he's at her mercy, and she intends to make the most of it. She slides her stocking-clad feet up his thighs, pausing at his crotch to feel his hardness. With a smirk, she pushes him back, straddling his chest. Her heels dig into his shoulders as she leans forward, her breath hot on his face. "You'll come when I say so," she purrs, grinding her feet against him, torturing him with her expert touch.