Zoe Gets to Cum

Damon keeps twisting the game, finding fresh ways to hurt and thrill her. He ties Zoe to the cold metal chair, arms wrenched behind, legs spread wide. One by one, he clips wooden pins onto her nipples, pinching until the flesh swells around each grip. Then he moves lower, fixing a line of them along her pussy lips, the wood biting into tender folds. She drools around the gag, head tipped back, eyes glassy. He presses a vibrator against the swollen, pinched cunt, holds it there while the pins rattle and tug. The buzz grinds through the pain. Zoe shakes, caught between wanting more and begging it to stop. When she finally breaks, the orgasm tears through her, loud and messy, pulling every clip tighter against her skin.