Rose smirked to herself as she lounged on the sofa, waiting for her boyfriend Jake to return from his errands. She had big plans for him today, plans that involved a strap-on and some serious bratty domme energy. The door clicked open and Rose sat up, baring her teeth in a predatory grin. “Welcome home, lover,” she purred, eyeing Jake like a piece of meat. “I’ve been waiting for you.” Jake looked up from his phone, blinking in surprise at the sight of her. “Oh, hey babe,” he said, setting his bag down and walking over to her. “What’s the occasion? You look…different.” Rose laughed, low and throaty. “Oh, I am different,” she promised, reaching out to grab his collar and yank him down for a bruising kiss. “Different in the best possible way.” She thrust her tongue into his mouth, dominating him completely. Jake groaned, hands coming up to grip her hips. Rose could feel his cock growing hard against her thigh and she smirked into the kiss, knowing she had him right where she wanted him. “On your knees,” she commanded, releasing his lips and giving him a little shove. “I want to see how well you can worship your mistress’s strap-on.” Jake’s eyes widened at the sight of the toy peeking out from under her skirt, but he obediently sank to the floor. Rose grinned, reaching down to pull her dress up and reveal the full glory of the strap-on. “Like what you see?” she taunted, trailing a finger down the length of the dildo. “This is what you’re going to be worshipping for the foreseeable future.” Jake gulped, eyes riveted to the thick shaft. “Yes ma’am,” he breathed, leaning forward to nuzzle his face against the fake cock. “Thank you for letting me worship you.” Rose smirked, tangling a hand in his hair and using it to pull him closer. “That’s what I like to hear,” she purred, grinding the toy against his lips. “Now get to work.” Jake needed no further encouragement – he dove in enthusiastically, licking and sucking at the dildo like a man starved. Rose groaned at the sensation, using her grip on his hair to guide him up and down the shaft. “Fuck, your mouth feels so good,” she panted, rolling her hips to fuck his face. “Keep going, make me cum all over your pretty face.” John complied eagerly, slobbering and gagging around the toy as Rose fucked his mouth harder and faster. She could feel her climax building quickly, thighs quivering with the force of it. “Shit, I’m close,” she groaned, slamming into him one final time. “Cum for me, let me see you spill on my strap-on.” With a scream, she obeyed, juices gushing out to coat the toy and drip down Jake’s chin. He lapped it up greedily, eyes rolling back in his head as he chased his own release. “Good boy,” Rose praised breathlessly, pulling out with a wet squelch. “You’ve definitely earned a reward.” She reached down to grab his cock, squeezing it firmly in her hand. Jake moaned at the touch, hips bucking into her grip. “Not yet,” Rose chided, slapping his ass hard enough to make him yelp. “You don’t get to cum until I say so. Now get on the bed and present yourself like a good little submissive.” Jake nodded eagerly, scurrying onto the bed and rolling onto his stomach. He spread his legs as far as they would go, giving Rose an unobstructed view of his ass. “Mmmm, what a nice view,” she purred, reaching out to grope his cheeks roughly. “So plump and round, just begging to be reddened.” Jake shivered under her touch, hole clenching around nothing. Rose licked her lips in anticipation, already looking forward to violating this innocent virgin.