MistressAe, in full latex regalia, commands Mr X to the window, his wrists bound behind him. She slips on her highest heels, the room echoing with each click. Her gaze flicks between his reflection and her own, a cruel smile playing on her lips. She runs a gloved hand over her curves, taunting him with her inaccessibility. Grabbing her CBT toy, she approaches, his breath quickening. She applies pressure, drawing out his moans, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction at his torment.