“Now, lick the stiletto, slowly.  Careful at the spur; I don’t want you to hurt yourself.  That’s for Me to do, later.”

“My safeword is…”

“…I know it, bitch.  Concentrate on pleasuring Mz. Lanya, now.  The dungeon-play will be soon.  Kiss My inner thighs and behold My temple.”

“Ohh, it’s smooth and wet and glorious.”

“Patience, boy.  Linger there till I allow you to enter the open crotch and taste perfection.  I am the most exquisite mistress you will ever serve.”

“I’m so honored, so scared,” he whimpers.

“Excellent,” she purrs. “Now, worship!”