In my world of dominance, there are no half measures. Today, my slave experiences the depths of his submission as I take control. With stern words and a firm hand, I push him to his limits. He kneels humbly before me as I demean him with words as sharp as the leather I wear. He must prove his respect and devotion by worshiping my strap-on with dedication. This is a ritual of power, a dance of dominance, where every movement and word cements the unshakable hierarchy between us. Lets see how he performs as a blowjob slave, so I can soon put him to work for me!
