Mercy Seat

Elise straps Carlos down hard. The leather chair swallows him whole, thick straps pinning every limb until he’s locked in tight. She drops a thin, clear rubber hood over his head, then pulls a black faceless one on top. He can’t see a thing. Her hand finds his cock. She slaps it, whips it, strokes it, and presses a vibrator against the shaft until he can’t stop. He comes hard, body jerking against the straps. She keeps going until every last drop leaves him shaking.