Miss Lith Domina prowls the hotel corridors, her long leather coat swaying with every commanding stride. Beneath it, her leather bikini clings to her toned frame, accentuating the curve of her hips and the formidable strap-on harness strapped to her waist. Her submissive waits obediently in the dimly lit room, his latex mask gleaming under the low light, his body trembling in anticipation. The moment she enters, her dominance electrifies the air. Her slave kneel on the bed, ass presented and stuffed with a heavy plug as ordered. Lith’s dark eyes flash with approval. She sheds her coat, revealing her sculpted form, and strides to the bed. With a smirk, she toys with the plug, twisting it slowly before yanking it free, leaving her sub gasping. “You’ve earned this,” she purrs, lining up her thick silicone cock against his exposed hole. She slams into him without mercy, her hips pistoning in a relentless rhythm. His muffled moans fuel her power, each thrust deeper and harder, her thighs flexing as she claims total control. The bed creaks, the walls echo with wet, slapping skin, and Lith’s voice drips with authority: “You’ll take every inch… and *thank* me for it.
