She craved a new level of control a dominant strap on in her hands. Her gaze promised delicious torment a silent challenge. The tension mounted a sweet agony of anticipation. She was a mistress of sensation an expert in pleasure and pain. No escape from her seductive power only surrender. Her grip was firm her intentions clear for a intense anette pegging. The strapon glinted a promise of deep penetration. Every thrust a calculated move a dance of power. She was a force of nature an unstoppable desire. Her wicked smile promised much more to come. Total submission her ultimate reward.