Strapped tightly in a straitjacket and helpless on the milking table, My slave is completely at My mercy. I deliver sharp, relentless strikes to his caged balls with My riding crop, watching him writhe for My amusement. Between cruel impacts, I tease him mercilessly — grinding My perfect ass near his face, close enough to smell, but forever out of reach. Pain, desperation, and denial... all served exactly how I like it.
