Urethral Sounding with Metal Heel of Mistress Priest Shoes, Handjob and Humiliation of a

A sultry, tattooed beauty with a side of edge, Mistress Priest, takes the reins in this steamy, high-definition scene. This isn't just any amateur play, oh no, she's a verified pro, and she knows it. Her tall, slender frame is accented by a pair of black, leather-bound high-heels, the metal heels of her shoes glinting menacingly. She's got a fetish for urethral sounding, and she's not afraid to let her submissive know it. The scene begins with Mistress Priest strutting in, her pantyhose-clad legs and black leather mini skirt revealing a hint of her allure. She orders her submissive to the floor, his hands eagerly anticipating her touch. She towers over him, her heels clicking menacingly on the hardwood floor. With a smirk, she leans down, her breath hot on his ear. "You're going to feel every inch of me," she whispers, her voice dripping with dominance. She reaches into her bag, pulling out a shiny, metal urethral sounder. His eyes widen as he realizes what's coming. She slowly inserts it, her eyes locked on his, watching his reactions. The sounder glides smoothly, and he gasps, his body writhing with pleasure and pain. She doesn't stop, not for a second. She thrusts it deeper, harder, her eyes filled with lust and power. "You're mine," she growls. "Every inch of you belongs to me." She grinds her hips against him, the sound of her leather skirt rustling, the clatter of her heels echoing in the room. She removes the sounder, leaving him panting and desperate. She reaches down, her hand wrapping around his throbbing member. She begins to stroke him, her touch confident, her grip firm. He's moaning, his body on fire. But Mistress Priest isn't done. She pulls out her leather-bound journal, flips it open, and markers a dark, bold X on a page. She hands it to him. "Cross out the next time you touch yourself without my permission," she orders. He nods, his eyes wide, his body trembling. She leans down, her lips brushing against his ear. "Good boy," she purrs. "Now, let's see how long you can last." The camera zooms out, capturing the entire scene in all its raunchy glory. Mistress Priest's high heels click as she walks away, leaving her submissive alone, his body aching for her touch. This is a scene of power, of lust, of pure, unadulterated femdom. It's not for the faint of heart, but if you're looking for a hard-core, high-definition video that'll make your heart race and your body ache, look no further. This is Mistress Priest, and she's not playing around.