Mercy Sexed in a Cage

Elise Graves starts it slow—pulling rubber toe socks over Mercy West’s feet one toe at a time. Each stretch of latex pulls a little spark from Elise; you can see her breathing change. She works faster, snaps the second sock on, then fits tight rubber mitts over Mercy’s hands, sealing every finger. Mercy doesn’t resist. She slips inside a low cage with a clear floor. Elise slams the lid and twists the locks, the sound sharp in the quiet room. A glass dome drops over Mercy’s head. Elise leans in, kisses the glass, watches Mercy’s lips chase hers from the other side. She pulls on her own long rubber gloves, slick and shiny, then reaches between the bars and strokes Mercy’s cunt until it’s wet. She flips the whole cage, metal ringing, so Mercy lands on her back, legs high and helpless. Elise climbs over the bars, sinks a thick dildo straight in, and works Mercy hard while the vibrator buzzes her clit. Mercy shakes inside the cage, and Elise keeps her there, thrusting until Mercy’s coming in short, broken moans against the glass.