Mistress Ada understood how to command attention. She loved the thrill of control. Her captive never stood a chance. His resistance only fueled her hunger. She delighted in his submission, Ada's grip a potent mix of dominance and ecstasy. He became her toy, Leon's body responding to her every command. The chamber echoed with his moans and her wicked chuckles. Ada Wong craved more, and he eagerly gave it. His agony was Ada's sweetest victory. She adored to watch him grovel, his gaze filled with lust. Each movement was a declaration of her power. The orgasm was explosive, a tribute to her supreme dominance. She He lay spent, her devoted pet, yearning for more. Ada Wong forever got what she wanted.