Couch creaks under the weight of power. Mistress in black stockings tightens the leather straps around his wrists and ankles. His cock is rock hard, twitching, already leaking. She drags a riding crop along his thighs and his body tenses. The first strike lands and his back arches off the cushions. She leans in, whispering commands, while his cock bobs with every jerk of his hips. The couch groans as she adjusts her grip on the leash and his breath comes in short gasps.
