**Complete Domination**

As Maya continued to ride Jesus's face, she felt a sense of calm wash over her, her body responding to the submission and surrender that was taking place. The dildo was still lodged in his ass, a reminder of the intense sensations that they had shared. She could feel Jesus's muscles tensing, his body trying to adjust to the sensations that were washing over him. Maya's thoughts turned to the possibilities, to the ways in which she could push Jesus further into submission. She could see the desire in his eyes, the need to please her, to be at her mercy. With a sly smile, she reached for the rope that had been used earlier, her fingers wrapping around it with a sense of familiarity. Without a word, Maya began to tie Jesus's wrists and ankles, securing him in a position of complete submission. Jesus gasped, his eyes flying open as he felt the rope tighten around him. He was at her mercy, completely at her disposal. Maya's eyes locked onto Jesus's, her gaze burning with a fierce intensity. She could see the fear in his eyes, the anticipation of what was to come. With a gentle touch, she reached for the blindfold that had been used earlier, her fingers wrapping around it with a sense of purpose. As she secured the blindfold around Jesus's eyes, Maya felt a surge of power and control. Jesus was completely hers, at her mercy. She could do whatever she wanted, and he would be powerless to stop her. The air was thick with tension and anticipation, the room seeming to spin around them. Maya's thoughts were consumed by the sensations that were washing over her, her body responding to the submission and surrender that was taking place. With a sly smile, Maya reached for the flogger that had been used earlier, her fingers wrapping around it with a sense of familiarity. She could see Jesus's body tensing, his muscles preparing for the impact. Maya raised the flogger, her arm cocked back, ready to strike. The first blow was gentle, a soft caress across Jesus's skin. He gasped, his body responding to the sensation. Maya's eyes locked onto his, her gaze burning with a fierce intensity. She could see the pain and pleasure in his eyes, the mixture of sensations that were washing over him. As she continued to use the flogger, Maya felt a sense of calm wash over her. She was in control, and Jesus was completely submissive. The question was, how far would she take this? Would she push him to the edge, or would she pull back? Maya's thoughts were consumed by the sensations that were washing over her, her body responding to the submission and surrender that was taking place. She was the one in charge, the one who was calling the shots. And Jesus was completely hers, at her mercy.