The Black Dominatrix Day 10 – Milking my Slave’s Cock Outdoor, while he’s tied to a Tree [Extreme]

The forest floor was a canvas of dirt and twigs, the air thick with the scent of pine and impending humiliation. He stood bare, wrists bound high above his head, rope digging into flesh as he hung from a sturdy tree. The black dominatrix circled him like a vulture, her leather boots sinking into the earth, leaving prints that marked her territory. She ran a gloved hand over his chest, nails scratching down to his crotch, where his cock twitched pathetically. “Day ten, and you’re still so eager,” she sneered, grabbing his balls roughly. She squeezed, watching his face contort in pain before moving on, leaving him to drip precum onto the ground. She knelt, her breath hot on his thighs, but instead of taking him into her mouth, she spat on his shaft, the saliva dripping down to his balls. She stood, her eyes never leaving his, and pulled out a slim vibrator, its buzz filling the air. She pressed it against his cock, the vibrations making him jump, his body fighting the restraints. “Let’s see how much you can take, slave,” she growled, increasing the intensity, his cock throbbing, precum leaking freely.

Her gloves were slick with his precum as she gripped his cock, her other hand still holding the vibrator against his sensitive skin. She jerked him off roughly, her hand moving in harsh, quick motions, the vibrator amplifying every sensation. His breaths came in ragged gasps, his body tensing as she milked him, his cock leaking like a faucet. She leaned in, her lips brushing his ear, “Cum for me, slave. Cum like the pathetic little bitch you are,” she whispered, her voice a low purr. His body obeyed, his cock pulsing, cum shooting out in thick ropes, landing on the forest floor. She continued to jerk him off, every drop of cum a testament to his submission, her laughter echoing through the woods as she left him spent and humiliated, tied to the tree.