Mistress Blunt
Mistress Blunt finally pulls the plug after breaking Riley in. Time for the real game. She tells Riley to dress as Daddy and meet her downstairs. The basement smells like leather and metal. Robin is already locked in the cage. Mommy and Daddy circle the bars, boots heavy on concrete. They drag crops across Robin’s skin through the gaps and make them beg. Robin wants out. They make Robin ask nicer. They make Robin count every slap of the crop on bare flesh. When the door finally opens, they drag Robin out and shove boots in their face. Robin licks leather, sucks the toes of the boots, tongue working every crease and seam. Only after that do they unbuckle. Both strap-ons come out shiny and thick. They feed them to Robin at once, one in the mouth, one pushing between their legs. Spit runs down Robin’s chin in long strings. Every gag makes more drool pour onto the floor. Mommy and Daddy take turns, then take both holes at once, Robin pinned and shaking. When they’ve had enough they shove Robin back behind the bars, lock the cage, and head upstairs, leaving Robin wet, used, and alone.
Mistress Blunt finally pulls the plug after breaking Riley in. Time for the real game. She tells Riley to dress as Daddy and meet her downstairs. The basement smells like leather and metal. Robin is already locked in the cage. Mommy and Daddy circle the bars, boots heavy on concrete. They drag crops across Robin’s skin through the gaps and make them beg. Robin wants out. They make Robin ask nicer. They make Robin count every slap of the crop on bare flesh. When the door finally opens, they drag Robin out and shove boots in their face. Robin licks leather, sucks the toes of the boots, tongue working every crease and seam. Only after that do they unbuckle. Both strap-ons come out shiny and thick. They feed them to Robin at once, one in the mouth, one pushing between their legs. Spit runs down Robin’s chin in long strings. Every gag makes more drool pour onto the floor. Mommy and Daddy take turns, then take both holes at once, Robin pinned and shaking. When they’ve had enough they shove Robin back behind the bars, lock the cage, and head upstairs, leaving Robin wet, used, and alone.