As a burlap sack is taken off your head, you see Tsarina, the Queen you've been mooning over throbbing about and non stop gooning over. You were already a deep weak bitch, but now I've decided to take it up a notch, take you by my hand, have you completely under my control, place you somewhere no one knows, keep you for as long as I want and have you jerk to me. I have control over everything now, you have no choice but to follow through, be a good boy and you'll be set free, you'll be left begging for more and there won't be a day when you won't think of the way I treated you only making you harder. You're tied up, precisely enough for your hands to only reach down your cock, if you try struggling you will feel the rope tense up more and more, don't bother trying to get out, you're mine. I even own the air you breathe, I get to say when and how you breathe, taking rush and exhaling, maybe getting some fresh air in between. You've never been so powerless and hard, now you'll have to find out how will I have you cum...