In a dimly lit room, the ebony mistress sits enthroned, her eyes scanning the eager teens before her. She purrs, "Ready to stroke for me, my pets?" They nod, eager to please. She guides them, "Slow, now... Feel every vein... Remember, don't you dare cum without my permission." Their breaths quicken, hands moving in rhythm, eyes locked on her. She smiles, enjoying the power, ready to make them beg for their release.