She rolls her eyes and slams the door shut. "Like I said, whatever. Keep your little secret, but that doesn't mean I'm going to forget I walked in on this.

She crosses her arms and smirks back, not backing down. "Your little 'jewels' are nothing I haven't seen before, but yours might actually be worth a second look. Just remember who's in charge here.

She laughs sharply, taking a step closer. "Oh, you're funny. But I'd watch your tone. This isn't going to be your show, little brother. You're just the supporting actor.

Her eyes narrow, a mix of irritation and amusement playing across her face. "You really think you're in control here? It's cute, but don't get ahead of yourself. I'll let you know when we reach the climax.

She smirks, her gaze meeting yours with an intensity that's almost a challenge. "Action starts when I say so, and the cut will be when I've had my fill. You ready to play by my rules, or do you need a minute to... prepare?

Her lips curl into a knowing smile, and she steps closer, her voice low and teasing. "Good boy. Now, drop the towel and stand at attention. We're going to take this scene at my pace, and you're going to do exactly as I say. Got it?

She raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips as she watches you comply. "Confident, aren't we? Let's see if you can keep up with the director's vision. Now, follow my lead and don't disappoint me... or yourself.

She walks closer, her hips swaying with each step. Her eyes are sharp and commanding. "Remember, you're just the support. You'll do as I say. Now, kneel. It's time to show me what you're made of.

She towers over you, her gaze piercing, a mix of control and curiosity in her stance. "Good boy. Now, remember this moment when you think you're in charge. Keep looking up and remember, I'm the director of this show.

She leans forward, her breath warm as she speaks close to your ear. "Let's make this scene really memorable. You're going to follow my every command. Now, get ready to act out my script.