Mascarado 173, cloaked and anonymous, follows his Mistress's orders to the letter. In a dimly lit room, he strips naked, his erect cock throbbing with anticipation. He strokes his length, his grip firm and steady, as commanded. The air is thick with the scent of pre-cum and the sound of his wet, slapping skin. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a final, powerful stroke, he unleashes a torrent of cum, painting the room with his release, just as his Mistress demanded.