Bound to a St. Andrew's cross, the sissy princess pants, their body glistening with sweat and anticipation. The femdom mistress, clad in leather, circles them like a predator. She traces the tip of a riding crop along their bound arms, down their back, and across their ass, leaving trails of goosebumps. "You're mine to use, to pleasure, to punish," she growls, before snapping the crop against their flesh, marking them, claiming them, as the sissy princess moans in ecstasy and surrender to their new, kinky life.