A Man Who Knows His Place

Goddess Sophie gets off on hurting Jack Eden. She works his cock and balls over with a crop and jolts of electricity while her voice and body keep him hard despite the pain. He hangs naked, arms strung to the ceiling, nowhere to run. She spins him, paints his ass red, then decides that swollen target is ready for her strap-on. Bent over, he feels the tip press and thinks maybe she’ll ease in. She doesn’t. She drives the whole length home and he howls. Sophie rides his back, grinding her cunt against his ass while the silicone fills him. One hand slaps fresh marks into his skin, the other shoves his face into the cushions. He takes it all—the shock, the sting, the deep fuck—because that’s what she demands. Down in her basement he sleeps on scraps and lives to serve. Tonight proves he knows exactly where he belongs.