Imani lounged on her plush velvet couch, a glass of cabernet in hand, as she watched the clock tick past midnight. She had a craving she couldn’t ignore – the need to dominate, to assert her power and pleasure.
With a soft stretch, Imani rose and sauntered to her bedroom, her silk robe slipping open to reveal her toned, ebony skin. She’d prepared for tonight, setting up candles, silk restraints, and a collection of sensual toys.
Imani positioned herself on all fours, her hips swaying as she awaited her playmate. “Come, my little toy,” she called out, her deep voice husky with desire. “It’s time to fulfill my desires.”
Her partner, writhing in arousal at the sight of her dominant mistress, approached and began to worship Imani with kisses and licks. As she guided his mouth to her dripping pussy, Imani’s moans filled the room. With each thrust of his tongue, she tightened her grip on the restraints, her body responding eagerly to his ministrations.
As her orgasm built, Imani pushed her toy onto his back and impaled him with her thick, throbbing fingers. “Now, my pet, show me how much you adore your mistress,” she commanded, her eyes gleaming with dark lust. “Pleasure me, and beg for the gift of release.”