Cumshot After Her Collar's Command
She kneels, her blonde hair cascading down her back, the cool metal of the collar a constant reminder of her place. The leash in his hand, he guides her, controlling her every movement. She looks up at him, her blue eyes filled with lust and submission. He pulls her forward, her lips parting to take him in. She sucks hungrily, her tongue dancing along his length, her hands resting on his thighs. He can feel her eagerness, her desire to please, and it spurs him on. He fucks her mouth, his hips moving in rhythm with her head, the leash in his hand a constant reminder of his power. She gags, tears streaming down her face, but she never pulls away. He can feel his orgasm building, and he holds her in place, his cock throbbing as he fills her mouth with his hot cum. She swallows every drop, her body shaking with unfulfilled desire.