Treacherous: Fun with Slaves (Part 2 of 2)

The switch happens fast. Marcelo’s locked in the stocks now, jaw stretched, while Jimmy’s buckled to the chair, legs spread wide. Clips bite his lips and cheeks, skin puckered tight under every steel jaw. Mistress Aiden rams the vibrator to his cockhead; one twitch and he spills, thick ropes splattering his own belly. She scoops the mess on two fingers and feeds it back to him, making him lick until there’s nothing left but the taste. Jimmy gets the next round. The plug slides home, wires taped down. Power on—his hole grabs and flutters like it’s trying to crawl away from the jolt. Meanwhile Dee plants herself behind Marcelo, dildo mounted on steel knuckles, and punches that open ring in steady, heavy strokes. "Make him come or you’re working the corner next," Aiden warns. An hourglass flips; sand starts falling. Marcelo doubles down, cheeks hollowing, spit running, throat straining around Jimmy’s cock. When the load finally floods his mouth he lets it spill over the shaft, then sucks it back up in long, noisy pulls. The Dommes wipe their hands, grab their coats, and head out for lunch, leaving the two wrecked subs to mop up every drop they spilled.