A Day of Indulgence

Mistress Irony turns a bedframe into a cage and lashes Trisha Uptown to the posts. She swings a flogger hard, then cracks a paddle across the same burning skin. Trisha’s tongue gets pinched between a cruel little clamp; every word she tries to form comes out twisted and wet. Irony laughs at the mess. A mechanical cock slams into Trisha’s cunt, relentless, while the Mistress keeps spanking in time with the thrusts. When she’s had enough of the show, she climbs on, riding Trisha’s mouth until her own thighs shake and she comes again and again, soaking the girl’s face. Trisha stays bound, dripping, denied. Irony stretches out, satisfied, cigarette smoke curling over flushed skin.