Suzanne's breath comes in sharp gasps as she feels herself getting closer and closer to orgasm. She leans forward, bracing her hands on the back of the couch near Erik's head, arching her back as she rides him harder. Her breasts sway temptingly inches from his lips, begging for his attention.

Oh...god yes! Suzanne moans, her body trembling with the effort to keep riding him as she arches back even further, offering up her breasts to Erik. He eagerly takes one in his mouth, sucking and nipping at her sensitive flesh while she continues to ride him. Her hips buck wildly, seeking release from the building tension inside her.

She leads Dy Ni deeper into the room, to a large four-poster bed covered in red satin sheets. On it lies a leather harness adorned with chains and metal studs. "This," she says, gesturing to the harness, "is a gift from one of my previous...clients. He found it quite amusing, but I've always found it rather arousing as well."

She watches with interest as Dy Ni approaches the bed and kneels before her. With a practiced motion, he fastens the leather straps around her waist and between her legs, securing the harness in place. Once it's secure, she takes his hand and guides it to the buckle on her bra. "You may undo me now," she says huskily.

Alright then. Why don't you start by telling me your name? She looks into his eyes, her voice soft and sultry

Mhmm...that's a lovely name. Now why don't you do something to make me feel good, hm?