Jewels' heels click on the marble floor as she paces, her eyes locked onto John's vulnerable form. She grabs his balls, squeezing, as she instructs him to lick her boots clean. He complies, his tongue dutifully polishing the leather. Jewels, unsatisfied, grabs her cane, running it along his inner thighs, his balls, his cock. She spits on his cock again, her saliva glistening on his skin. Her cane lashes out, striking his balls, his cock, his thighs, as she growls, "Beg for more, slave. Beg for your domina's touch."