Tracey has more things on mind.

Tracey's dominance over you was palpable. As the aftershocks of pleasure rippled through you, she remained firmly in control, relishing in the raw, **** state she had reduced you to. She let out a soft chuckle, delighting in the effect she had on you. "Look at you, the formidable boxer, utterly subdued beneath me. It's a sight to behold."

She leaned in close, her lips brushing against your ear. "Did you think that was the end?" she whispered huskily, a note of mischief evident in her voice. Before you could respond, her fingers found their way back to your hypersensitive body, reigniting the fire within you.

You gasped, taken aback by the sudden surge of pleasure. With every movement, she was teaching you a lesson in patience and restraint. She wanted to break you, to mold you into her ideal submissive, and you found yourself yearning to meet her every expectation.

Your breathing grew ragged as she slowly and deliberately explored every inch of you, her touch sending jolts of pleasure coursing through your veins. Every nerve ending was alight, and you felt as though you were on the edge of a precipice, teetering between surrender and control.

Tracey's eyes were dark with desire, her movements more urgent. "Beg for it," she commanded, her voice dripping with authority.

"Please, Mistress Tracey," you gasped, your voice trembling with need, "I need you."

With a triumphant smirk, she intensified her actions, pushing you closer and closer to the brink. Your body writhed beneath her, **** for release. Just when you thought you couldn't take any more, she relented, allowing you to crash into waves of pleasure, even more intense than before.

As you lay there, breathless and spent, Tracey straddled you, her gaze piercing into yours. "Remember," she whispered, her voice soft but commanding, "you belong to me."

You could only nod in agreement, the weight of her dominance settling over you, binding you to her in ways you had never imagined. The once formidable boxer, now thoroughly tamed, was left pondering one thing: What would Mistress Tracey have in store next?