Bound and kneeling, the submissives await their mistress' next command. She circles them, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor, a symphony of anticipation. "You will cum," she purrs, "and you will follow my instructions." They nod, their bodies already betraying their arousal. As they bring themselves to the edge, she watches, her own body reacting to the sight. "Cum," she commands, and they do, their bodies convulsing as they paint her and her fellow mistress' chests with their hot, sticky loads. "Now," she says, her voice a husky whisper, "clean it up. Lick every drop."