Bound by her command, a man kneels, his wrists secured behind him, his cock imprisoned in a chastity device. The woman before him, clad in heels and dominance, paces, her eyes never leaving his body. "You better not get hard," she whispers, her voice a symphony of control. He struggles, his breathing ragged, his mind racing with images of her. She leans in, her lips brushing against his ear, "Remember, pet, you're not allowed to come until I say so." His cock strains against the steel, a futile attempt at freedom. She smiles, her eyes gleaming with power, "Good boy. Now, let's see how long you can hold out."