Abella Danger: The Sex Toy

Abella Danger waits in the closet until Xander Corvus gets home. He cracks a drink, clips the leash on, and pulls his favorite toy out. Nipple clamps bite her tits, the ball gag stretches her jaw, leather straps bite her skin, stockings and garters frame her curves, and spiked heels wobble beneath her. Her legs stay strapped tight together so every step is a shaky risk. Xander marches her straight to the bedroom. Her mouth floods the second she sees his cock. He jams it down her throat, fucks her face until spit runs down her chin, and she swallows every inch like she was built for it. Next he spreads her into the splits, lashes her ass red, then whips her pussy until she shrieks and shakes for more. Face smashed to the floor, arms cuffed to the couch, he flips her upside down and pounds her pussy deep. The bed comes after. She lands on her back, wrists locked to ankles, legs wide. He canes her soles, then drives his cock straight into her ass. She comes hard, over and over, every thrust knocking another orgasm loose. He paints her ass with cum, then walks her back to the closet until tomorrow.