I can feel his eyes on me, burning with a mix of lust and humiliation. Jack knows I’m putting on a show for him, that every moan and every touch is for his benefit. He’s watching me, his cock hard and aching, as I tease him with my curves and my big tits. I pull down the cups of my bra, exposing my perky tits to the camera, knowing he’s imagining his hands on them, his mouth sucking my hard nipples. My pussy is wet, throbbing with the need to be filled, but I’m not here for me. I’m here for him, to remind him who’s in charge, who owns his pleasure. I look into the camera, my eyes filled with desire and a hint of cruelty, as I whisper, ‘Want to help me give him a show?’ I know he does, and I know he’ll watch every second, his hand wrapped around his cock, as I fuck other men, using them to make him feel like the pathetic cuck he is.
