"I'm in control here," the femdom asserts, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor as she paces around her trembling slave. She orders him to jerk off, her tone laced with disdain. "Faster," she snaps, her voice echoing in the dimly lit room. He quickens his pace, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Now, stop," she commands. He freezes, his cock throbbing. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear. "Clean it up," she whispers, her voice a dangerous purr. He hesitates, but her hand on his throat convinces him otherwise. He bends down, his tongue tentatively licking the tip of his cock, tasting his own cum under her approving gaze.