Try to get in on the action by groping her.

Almost unconsciously, your hands reach up to paw at Lady Grace’s naked body. You cop a feel of her ass and one of her tits, but her face twists in rage as she feels you touching her. She lashes out with a vicious bitch-slap that knocks you flat on your back.

“You dare lay hands on your Mistress without permission?” she snarls, glaring down at you vengefully. “I see now that I have been too lenient with you. Clearly you cannot be trusted to use freedom of choice properly. My offer to choose your method of submission is hereby revoked...and you will be punished even more for your presumption.”

At a signal from your Mistress, her butler reaches under the ring and tosses her up something that looks like a particularly skimpy pair of panties. She puts it on, and your blood runs cold as you realize what it actually is: a strap-on harness.

With a sadistically aroused expression on her face, Lady Grace snaps the massive dildo into place between her thighs.

“No, wait, please,” you babble in terror.

But she just shakes a finger at you. “You’ve lost the right to beg for mercy, slut. Only the safeword will release you now.” She glances down at the shaft of the dildo, glistening wet with her juices from tip to base. “Oh, how convenient. It seems I’ve already lubricated it.”

With a chuckle, she advances on you, leering as she grips her massive strap-on cock...