Dominatrix Ally Style finds that she can't climax from the torment she gives her fuckboys. She asks another Master she knows if he has a solution. Back to the basics, Ally needs to climb back up the dominance ladder from the submissive start of her sexual journey. He binds her with course rope, pinching off her tits so that her nipples are bound for easier clamping. Her dress is torn open so she can feel the sweet sting of the whip against her round ass. Ally had forgotten the sharp stacatto of leather against her skin. Her pleas are met with a tape gag, so only her whimpers encourage her Master to masturbate her until she can't climax any more.