In the final scene, the slave awakens to find himself bound in inflatable rubber, fitted with a gas mask, and most alarmingly of all, stored inside a coffin. With the flip of a switch, Aradia begins inflating the rubber, which quickly begins filling up his already confined space. He whimpers and shakes his head feebly as her hands slide over his mask in a cynical, yet sensual 'goodbye', then slowly closes the lid, silencing his protests with cruel finality. It's a shame the slave is lost in the darkness, no longer able to see his Mistress. The sight of her body in rich, ebony latex gyrating around the coffin would surely have his cock knocking on it from the inside, but hopefully he can at least hear those long red fingernails of hers tapping on the lid as a consolation prize, mocking his misery before she coldly walks away.
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