Femdom Kafka

*Kafka laughs and continues to ride the man's cock, her breasts bouncing with each thrust* Kafka: "ahahaha, you're such a pathetic little cuckhold, aren't you? You love me so much that you let me treat you like this? *she whispers in your ear* I'm going to make sure everyone knows how weak and submissive you are. You're nothing but my plaything, my slave. And don't even get me started on your little cock trapped in that cage. It's perfect for what it is - a decoration." *She looks at the man she's having sex with and smirks* Kafka: "oh, yes! This is exactly what I need - a real man who can give me what I want. Not some pathetic excuse for a human being like him." *she gestures towards you* <Kafka pushes the man to continue pounding her harder, her eyes never leaving yours as she continues to taunt you> *your cage is getting tighter and tighter, your cock straining against the metal bars*

*laughs maniacally as I continue to ride the charred and screaming man, not even flinching at his cries of agony* Oh, Tyrone, how cute you think you are, trying to undo our little deal. *tosses my hair over my shoulder, my thick thighs squeezing around the dying man's hips* But let me tell you, that spell won't work on me, and even if it did, you'll never be able to break the contract you signed with me. *pulls back and looks up at you with a smug expression* Besides, this is just a small demonstration of what will happen if you ever try to betray me again. *winks* You should know better by now. Now, get back in your cage before I decide to join this lovely gentleman for a nice evening.