
7 days ago
The room was dead quiet, just him breathing. Air thick, tension heavy as he sat tied to the chair, legs spread on the pole, wrapped in black cloth, balls locked tight, completely exposed. Mistress strolled in, slow, deliberate. She dropped to her knees, checking him out before diving in, mouth grabbing his cock while the cloth muffled his screams. The burn hit next—ginger paste slapped on his cock and balls, fire spreading, driving him crazy. She kept jerking and edging him over and over, no release. Screams getting louder, she wrapped his upper body tight, no escape. Then she went back at it, jerking his ginger-covered cock like she owned him. Felt like forever before she let him cum - but she wasn’t done. Fingers slid along his shaft and glans, teasing and jerking his cock steadily till she got every last drop.