Anoopgasper laid on the ground, his hands tied behind his back, as Madhulaila towered over him, her eyes filled with cruel desire. She raised her foot and pressed it against his face, ordering him to worship her Indian foot in submission. Anoopgasper obeyed, his body trembling with a mix of fear and arousal.
As Madhulaila teased and tormented her cuckold slave, she whispered tauntingly in his ear about how much she enjoyed watching him suffer. She pushed him to his limits, inflicting various forms of BDSM pain on him while denying him the release he craved.
With each passing moment of gand mar domination, Anoopgasper felt himself sinking deeper into submission to his dominant mistress, his body betraying him with intense pleasure despite the torment. Madhulaila's laughter echoed in the room, a symphony of domination and ecstasy as she claimed her ultimate victory over her willing slave.
