A man, eyes wide with anticipation, awaits his mistress's arrival. When she enters, he lowers his gaze, his body tensing with desire. She walks around him, inspecting her property, running a finger along his back, making him shiver. She stops in front of him, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. "You belong to me," she says, her voice a sultry purr. He nods, his breath hitching as she reaches out, her fingers tracing the outline of his lips, a promise of the pleasure and pain to come.