ご主人様の脚でイっちゃう…踏まれたことに欲情して脚オナニーするラバードール

In the bustling streets of Tokyo, a unique encounter awaits. Meet our star, a raven-haired beauty in a stunning rubber outfit that hugs her curves like a second skin. She's not just any woman; she's a submissive, a rubber doll at the mercy of her dominant, her "Master". The air is thick with anticipation and arousal, as she steps into a dimly lit room, ready to serve her Master's every desire.

Her Master, a stern and commanding figure, is dressed in his finest suit, exuding an air of authority. He's the epitome of control, and tonight, he's going to push the boundaries of this rubber doll's pleasure. She's his to command, his to tease, and his to use in any way he sees fit.

The Master's voice is like thunder, echoing through the room as he orders her to undress. Slowly, she peels off the layers of her outfit, revealing her supple, silken skin. She's left in just her lingerie, her body quaking with excitement and nervousness. The Master's gaze rakes over her, leaving no part of her unexamined, and she can feel the heat of his desire.

But tonight, it's not about her pleasure. It's about his. He wants to see her react to his touch, to his commands. So, he reaches out, his hand resting on her thigh, his fingers tracing the sensitive skin. She shivers, her breath hitching in her throat. He smiles, a cruel, sexy smile, and leans in, his breath hot on her ear. "You're mine," he whispers, his voice a low growl. "And tonight, I'm going to use you."

He guides her to the edge of the bed, her back to him. She can feel his eyes on her, can sense the power he holds over her. He wants her to masturbate, to bring herself to the edge of orgasm, all while he watches, his eyes hungry with desire. She's never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, yet so alive.

She starts to touch herself, her fingers trailing over her clit, her body trembling with each stroke. The Master's breath is hot on her neck, his hands gripping her hips, holding her in place. He's watching, he's commanding, and she's obeying, her body responding to his every touch, his every command.

She's close, so close to the edge. Her Master's voice is a low rumble, a command, a demand. "Come for me," he growls, his fingers digging into her flesh. And she does, her body convulsing, her orgasm ripping through her like a storm.

But the Master isn't done with her yet. He wants to see more, to push her further. He wants to see her touch herself while he fucks her feet, to see her moan and writhe in pleasure. He wants to see her come again and again, until she's a quivering, trembling mess of desire and satisfaction.

This is a night of power and pleasure, a night of domination and submission. It's a night where the lines between pleasure and pain blur, where the Master takes control, and the rubber doll surrenders to his every whim. It's a night of pure, unadulterated, mind-blowing ecstasy.