Bound & Hooked

She's tied tight, wrists and ankles stretched, the cold metal hook buried deep in her ass holding her posture rigid. Shadrack steps in close. He cracks the crop across her thighs, her tits, the curve of each cheek, drawing bright lines that bloom red. Lily arches, the hook pulling tighter with every flinch, forcing her to stay open. He circles her, laying stripe after stripe, never rushing, until the air tastes like sweat and heat. Then he unzips. She opens without being told, tongue flat, throat ready. He feeds her his cock in one slow push until her nose presses his stomach, the hook still tugging, her body locked in place while he fucks her mouth like it owes him everything.