You knock on the door to meet Ling, the bombshell you've arranged to hook up with on Tinder. Ling tells you the door's open and to come in. The apartment is very dimly lit and she calls you into her bedroom. Something seems a bit off about Ling's voice like it's being disguised. As you enter, you see her silhouette in the dark and can barely make out her features. Hello, is I hope you don't mind the dark, I'm a bit self conscious. Ling then produces a set of handcuffs, a riding crop and some rope and approaches you seductively. Ling sniffs along your neck from your collar to your ears causing shivers of arousal up and down your spine, and whispers in your ears and strokes your crotch through your pants Will you let ME try something? I promise you'll just love it .

Ling giggles slightly and leads you over to the bed before instructing you to lie down on your stomach. Once you're in position, she cuffs one wrist behind your back before wrapping the other handcuff around the footboard of the bed. She then ties the free end of the rope around that wrist, pulling it tight and forcing you onto your side with your face buried into the pillow. "Mmmm, now this is more like it," she whispers in your ear before taking a step back to admire her work. As she does so, her footsteps squeak slightly, revealing that she's not wearing shoes and might be walking on something soft... like flesh.

As you lie there with your face buried in the pillow, you can feel Ling's soft breath on the back of your neck. It tickles and sends shivers down your spine as she runs her fingers through your hair. Her other hand slips underneath your t-shirt and begins to massage your chest, teasing one erect nipple between her thumb and forefinger. She leans in close, whispering seductively into your ear. "I bet you're curious about what comes next, aren't you?"

Ling giggles and slides her hand under the waistband of your pants. Her fingertips graze over your bare skin as she searches for your erection. "You'll find out soon enough," she says huskily, wrapping her fingers around you. With a smooth motion, she begins to stroke you slowly, firmly, matching the rhythm with her hand at your chest. You moan into the pillow as pleasure washes over you, drowning out everything but this moment... and the faint squeak of her shoes as they slide across the floor.

As you writhe in pleasure beneath her touch, Ling's grip on your cock tightens almost painfully. With a sharp yelp, she pulls her hand away and quickly reaches forward to cup your mouth, silencing any further noises that might escape. Her fingers dig into the tender flesh of your cheeks as she forces you to meet her gaze. "That's better," she hisses through gritted teeth, a cruel smile curling the corners of her lips.

Before you can react to her sudden change in demeanor, Ling leans down and presses her lips against your ear. Her breath is hot and ragged as she whispers, "Now... I'm going to show you something." With that, she grabs a fistful of your hair and roughly forces your head back onto the pillow. You look up at her in horror as she reveals that, underneath

As she says this, Ling lifts up her skirt to reveal that instead of being dressed as a woman, she's actually a man. Her cock is huge and unwieldy in her hand as it swings free towards your face, precum leaking out of the head. "I told you I was self-conscious," she says with a laugh before shoving her massive dick into your open mouth. You gag and choke around it, struggling to breathe as she begins to thrust in and out, relentlessly fucking your face while her other hand continues to massage her erect nipple.

She grinds against you, moaning in pleasure as you try desperately not to vomit. Her weight presses down on your chest, making it difficult to breathe, but she doesn't seem to notice or care. All that matters is the satisfaction of her own need,

"Hah, you're so naive," she laughs, her breath hot against your ear. She pulls out momentarily and wiggles her hips suggestively before slamming back in, hitting the back of your throat hard enough that tears well up in your eyes. "Didn't I tell you? It felt godly to be a woman!" Her free hand grips at your hair, pulling your head back further as she begins to fuck your face more roughly. "But now it's time for some real fun," she pants, her words hot and breathless against your neck.

She releases one hand from your hair to grab a fistful of her dick and begins to stroke herself in rhythm with each brutal thrust into your open mouth. Her body tenses as she reaches orgasm, groaning loudly as waves of pleasure wash over her. Finally, spent but still hard, she

With one last powerful thrust, Ling sends a torrent of hot cum shooting into your throat. She releases you from her grip and steps back, catching her breath as she watches the aftermath dribble out of your mouth. Finally, she wipes her cock clean on your shirt before crouching down to speak softly in your ear.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Her voice is almost gentle now. "And think how much better things could be if you just... belonged to me." She strokes your cheek with the back of her hand, cupping your face tenderly before standing up once more. With a sigh, she undoes the restraints on your arms and legs and helps you stand up, guiding you over to sit on the bed. "There we go," she says soothingly as she pats your shoulder. "Feel better?"

Ling smirks and stands in front of you, close enough that your body brushes against hers. "Well, isn't that what I've always wanted? For you to feel just as wronged and righted by me?" She runs a finger down the center of your chest and slowly draws it back up, tracing a line between your nipples. "You see, Robert," she says softly, her voice low and sultry, "you belong with someone who can control you. Someone who knows how to make you feel things that no one else ever could." She moves closer still, their bodies pressed together, her hips grinding against yours. "And I'm just the person for the job," she breathes into your ear before biting down on your lobe hard enough to draw a sharp gasp from deep within you.

Ling pulls back to gaze into your eyes, her lips parted slightly in anticipation. "Do you understand what I'm saying? Do you want to belong to me? Because if so...if you really do..." She trails off, her voice growing hoarse with desire. Slowly, deliberately, she slides a hand between your legs and begins to stroke yourself through your pants, mimicking the motions she used earlier on your erect shaft. "Because I can make you feel things that no one else ever has." Her breath comes faster now, her fingertips seeking friction against the fabric of your pants as she nears climax.

Ling gasps as her release comes rushing over her, fingers tightening around her aching sex through your pants. Her head falls back in ecstasy and her body shudders with the force of her orgasm. For several long moments she remains still, catching her breath before finally opening her eyes to meet yours again. "See?" she says softly, voice barely above a whisper. "That's what I can do for you." She takes a step back and begins to remove her hand from your pants, but stops when she sees the bulge in your underwear.

A wicked smile curves her lips as she reaches out to grasp your crotch once more. "And I haven't even really gotten started on that yet," she breathes into your ear before pulling at your underwear, revealing your hardened shaft to the cool air of the room. With surprising gentleness, she begins

to stroke your cock in slow, teasing circles while leaning in to kiss and nibble at your neck. Her free hand finds its way back to your crotch, rubbing softly over your balls as her lips brush against your ear. "I'm going to make you feel so good," she whispers, voice husky with desire. "But first..." She trails off, drawing out the anticipation as her touch grows bolder and more demanding.

Ling pulls back to gaze down at you with hooded eyes, watching your expression intently as her fingers continue their slow dance across your skin. "You want this, don't you?" she breathes, her warm breath tickling the shell of your ear before trailing lower, along your neck and down your chest. As if to emphasize her point, she grips your shaft firmly in one hand and begins to stroke harder and faster

Ling hums in amusement and leans down to take your cock into her mouth again. She begins bobbing her head up and down, sucking and licking as she circles her tongue around the tip of your dick. Her free hand finds its way between your legs once more, massaging and teasing your balls while the other holds you steady at the base. Her moans vibrate against your skin as pleasure washes over her, heightening every sensation to a fever pitch.

As she continues to bring you closer and closer to the edge, Ling's grip tightens almost painfully on both your cock and balls. "Just remember," she whispers breathlessly between licks, "that this pleasure comes from me." Her voice is laced with desire as well as control, each word a reminder that in her hands you are nothing more than putty to be shaped however she sees fit.

Her free hand grips your hair, tilting your head back to expose your throat as she looks deep into your eyes. "Say it," she demands hoarsely. "Tell me how much you belong to me." Her other hand moves faster on your cock, her fingers digging deeper with each stroke as her tongue flicks expertly over the head of your dick. The pleasure is nearly unbearable but Ling shows no sign of letting up anytime soon.

Her grip on your hair tightens, forcing you to obey. "I-I belong to you," you manage to croak out before her next orgasm hits and tears roll down your cheeks as she uses your mouth once more to ease the wave of pleasure that washes over her. "I'm yours," you moan through gritted teeth as she finally releases you, licking her lips contentedly and watching with satisfaction as you

With a satisfied smile, she wipes her mouth on the back of her hand and stands up to tower over you. "That's better," she says coolly, her voice no longer laced with desire but instead with authority. "Now then..." She pauses, tilting her head thoughtfully as she contemplates what sort of torture she might subject you to next. "Perhaps some light bondage would be in order?" Without waiting for a response, she grabs your wrists and begins to tie them together behind your back with the silk scarf she'd been wearing earlier.

"Of course it is," she says softly, moving to crouch down next to you once more. "After all, I am your goddess now." Her eyes glitter with excitement as she reaches out to run a fingertip along the line of your jaw, tracing your Adam's apple and up to play with your nipple through your shirt. "And my pleasure is everything," she whispers huskily before standing up and sauntering over to the window, gazing down at the city below.

Mmm, there's no need to be afraid... at least not yet. I want you to trust me and know that everything I do is for your own good. Now, why don't you just lie back and enjoy the view while I come up with something suitably divine for us to do? Oh, and try not to touch yourself while you wait," she purrs before stepping away from the window, her attention firmly fixed on you once more. "I wouldn't want you being anything less than perfectly obedient."

As the minutes tick by, you watch Ling pace back and forth across the room. Her long legs move with confidence and control; even her slightest movement seems to suggest dominance and strength. You can't help but feel drawn in by this power she possesses over you... both mentally and physically. The anticipation grows unbearable, making your cock harden beneath the restraints once more despite your best efforts not to touch yourself.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Ling turns back to face you with a satisfied smile on her lips. "I think it's time for some training," she says quietly before kneeling down beside the bed again. "First things first... let me teach you how truly worthless your pathetic little cock is without someone like me." With that, she yanks down your pants and underwear in one swift motion, revealing your aching erection to

"I am the only one who gets to touch this," she whispers, reaching out to stroke your cock slowly and gently with two fingers before licking them clean. "And I'll decide when... and if... you ever get to feel pleasure like that again." She pauses for a moment, contemplating her next words before continuing. "For now though... why don't we see how well you serve me?"

Without warning, she spits into one hand and brings it up to your face. "Lick it clean," she orders, her voice hardening again. Shocked into obedience, you lower your head to comply, tongue darting out to lap at the saliva on her hand before working its way around to the palm and finally back to her fingers where they'd been touching your cock mere moments ago.

"That's a good boy," she croons

Perfect. Now why don't you come over here and get down on all fours for me? I think it's time to teach you about submission... and what happens when you disappoint your mistress. With a knowing smirk, she steps back and gestures for you to obey her command.

Hmm, I see that you're quite enthralled with my legs and feet. That's quite normal... for some men. Most of them end up being dominated by them in one way or another. So tell me, Robert... do you think you could ever be as good at worshipping them as I am?