Sound Mind and Body

JimmyUSMC shows up at Elise's already hard, rubber bag slung over his shoulder, grinning like a man who knows what's coming. She slides the thick red hood over his head and the second the seal takes, his cock jerks up like it's saluting. The zipper hisses as she closes him into the tight rest sack, snug as a second skin. He can't move, can't speak, just breathes and waits. She lashes him down with rubber bungee cords, each snap of tension making him twitch under the latex. Satisfied he's going nowhere, Elise screws a bubbler bottle onto the hood's intake. Yellow liquid gurgles with every pull of air, turning his breaths into wet, hungry little gasps. She tells him flat out she's horny and wants to fuck the inside of his dick. The set of sounds clatters onto the table beside his hooded face. Testicles get the lighted clamps next, cold metal biting, bulbs glowing. Then the first sound slides in, slow, deliberate, and Jimmy arches against the straps. Metal kisses flesh, pushing deeper while the hood keeps his every moan captive. His body can't hold it; cum pulses around the steel still buried in him, and Elise watches every throb like it's her favorite show.