…The Mistress pulled away suddenly, her breath coming in rapid, shallow gasps. “Enough,” she said, her voice hoarse with desire. “Now it’s my turn.”

She reached down and grabbed the man by the hair, pulling his head back and exposing his neck. She trailed her fingers along his collarbone, her touch light and teasing. The man shivered, his body tense with anticipation.

The Mistress leaned closer, her lips hovering just above his ear. “I’m going to make you beg for it,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “And when you do, I’ll give it to you. But not before.”

With that, she stood up and walked over to a nearby table, where she picked up a bottle of lubricant and a large, black dildo. The man’s eyes widened as he realized her intentions.

“Please,” he begged, his voice trembling. “I’ll do anything you want. Just let me cum.”…

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