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A statuesque futanari in glossy black latex dominates the scene, her curves accentuated by the tight material as she straddles a bound slave beneath her. The submissive figure lies prone on a leather-padded surface, wrists cuffed behind their back, their body glistening with sweat under dim, moody lighting. Her thick cock presses deep into the slave's exposed ass, the latex squeaking faintly with each thrust. The contrast between her commanding presence—arched back, one hand gripping the slave's hair—and their helpless surrender is visceral, framed by shadows that cling to the edges of the room., (1male, 1futa)