Bound and blindfolded, he waits, his heart pounding in his ears. Her voice, a sultry whisper, commands, " Stroke that pathetic cock for me." He obeys, his hand moving tentatively at first, then faster, rougher, as her words push him closer to the edge. "Cum for me, slave," she demands, and he does, his body convulsing, his cries of ecstasy echoing in the room, a symphony of her power.