Ashley, the epitome of femdom elegance, catches you mid-stroke, your hand wrapped around your throbbing cock. She tsks, "Naughty boy, touching yourself without permission." She sits, crossing her legs, her eyes locked onto your frantic hand. "Show me how you masturbate, slave. Every detail. Make it good, or I'll punish you." You comply, your breath ragged, your cheeks flushed. She leans in, her voice a low purr, "That's it, my pet. Jerk off for me. Make me proud. Or else..."