

Finally, as Power reached the peak of her arousal, her body tensed up. Makima could sense Power was close and intensified her strokes, her hand moving faster and with more vigor. Power's breathing became frantic, and her moans grew louder, echoing through the room. Makima's grip on the leash tightened, pulling it taught as she pushed Power to her limits.
"You’re almost there, aren’t you?" Makima whispered, a devious smile playing on her lips. "Come for me, sweet puppy."
With one final stroke, Power's body was in ecstatic release. She grabbed the chain very hard in that moment, the metal links digging into her palms as she rode the waves of intense pleasure. Her moans turned into a cry of pure bliss, her entire body trembling under Makima's skilled touch.
Makima watched with satisfaction, her eyes filled with pride and adoration. She gently loosened her grip on the leash, giving Power a moment to catch her breath. "Good girl," she whispered softly, brushing a strand of hair from Power's face. "You did so well."