Security Risk, Part 3: Angst

Derrick's already cracking. He sits in Dee Williams' house, gut twisted, waiting for the Mayor's daughter to come home. He lost Ashley Lane on one of her all-night benders and now every minute without her is another strike against him. Then Victoria Voxxx walks through the door instead, and the last thread snaps. He snaps. One brutal crack and her arms are lashed above her head. He pounds her tits and ass until they're raw, mind-fucking her between swings, then flips her and stuffs his cock down her throat before burying it in her cunt. The house stays quiet except for the wet sounds and her choked gasps. Ashley Lane finally stumbles in, but she walks straight into the same trap. Derrick trusses her, plants her on a sybian, and forces Victoria onto her hands and knees for a vicious anal session, the room thick with desperate cries and the steady hum of the machine between Ashley's legs. Victoria tries to buy her way out with a story about hidden cash, giving Ashley the opening to bolt with the laptop. Alone now, she pays for the lie. Spread-eagle on the floor, clamps biting her skin, a cat-o-nine whistling across her back, her ass stuffed while electricity jumps through her nerves. When Derrick finally drags her upstairs he makes her swear allegiance to his cock, sliding in and out of every hole until she promises to stay his "friend." He believes it just long enough for the cuffs to click around his wrists. Victoria leaves him cursing and thrashing on the bed while she slips out into the night.