Saucy Sketch Friday #305 (Patreon)

As she led him down the street, heads whipped around to stare at them. Despite his naturally flawless posture, the lead around the base of his cock forced him to walk slightly hunched so as to lessen the torturous pressure. He could feel his cheeks burn at their appraisal. Little did he know just how much the onlookers found themselves fantasizing about being in his place instead, following dutifully behind his mistress... But she knew, and it lit her features with a wicked smile.