Bondage Play in the Exam Room: Paige Richards

Paige Richards returns to the exam room. She strips and lies on the table. Leather straps pin her wrists and ankles. She opens her mouth for the ball gag. The ball slides between her teeth and the strap tightens behind her head. She pulls against the restraints, wrists flexing, ankles flexing. A hand lifts a leather strap and brings it down across her bare ass. The slap fills the room. Red lines rise on her skin. Another strike lands, harder. Paige jerks, saliva glistens at the corner of her lips. Her eyes water but stay locked on the figure above her. The strap keeps falling, each hit timed and measured. Every slap leaves fresh heat across her ass. She moans behind the gag, hips lifting and falling, seeking or avoiding the next blow. The restraints creak. The table is cold under her back. Sweat beads along her spine. The strap pauses, rests on her thigh, then rises again. Paige braces. The smack echoes. She gasps through her nose. The room holds nothing but leather, leather, and her breath.