Neena De Ville has The XXX Slayer on display in the hotel suite. She looks divine, effortlessly in control, surrounded by plush furniture and women just as powerful as she is. Tonight, she's not keeping Slayer to herself. Tonight, he is for all of them. One by one, the guests arrive — assertive, curious, already smirking when they see him trembling in his latex. Missress Neena watches with pride — her toy being shared, tested, used. Every moan, every whimper is a tribute to her training. Because here, in this room, his body doesn't belong to him. It belongs to them.And Neena wouldn't have it any other way.
