She pulled back once more, and licked him from base to tip, swirlig her tongue around him, her lips sealing around his tip and sucking softly, allowing that to pull her down him slowly, before she continued, rhythmically stroking, caressing and sucking him, groaning softly at the feel of him in her mouth, beneath her, his reactions. She felt powerful, she felt strong, she felt like she was doing something for him that was not a common gift. It wasn't submission, but it felt like it, as good. There wa no way he could be faking this. She loved having him at her mercy.