A stern, corseted dominatrix sits you down, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor as she paces around you. "Today, we explore my favorite pastime," she declares, her voice velvet and steel. She takes your hand, placing it on her bulging crotch. "Feel that?" she asks, guiding your fingers to stroke her cock through her leather pants. "That's all for you. Now, listen carefully." She begins to dictate your every move, her voice a symphony of dominance and desire. "Faster, harder," she demands, her breath hitching as you follow her commands, her body quivering with anticipation. "You're learning, pet," she purrs, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.