Kinky Threesome

Elise steps into the room with a couple already half-dressed in leather and steel. They move like they’ve done this before, deliberate, unhurried. Cages lock. Hood laces tighten. Metal clicks against leather. When the frame is ready, Serendeep is clamped in heavy oak stocks, thighs spread so far her hips ache. Nadamass stands behind her in a cage and full hood, cock already caged, every twitch against steel. He reaches down between her legs and slaps her open cunt hard enough to make the stock wobble. Then the cane flicks. Ten fast stripes across her ass, five across each thigh, the welts rising like ink under skin. When the welts glow, he spreads her lips with gloved fingers, works the cold steel speculum inside and opens her until she’s slick and gasping. Next comes the rod—thin, chrome, shining with lube. He guides the sound straight into her piss-hole, slow at first, then pushes. The metal slides deeper while his other hand keeps fucking her cunt with the speculum. She drips onto the floor, every breath a ragged moan under the gas mask. He pulls the sound out, thrusts it in again, matching the rhythm to the way he slaps her clit with the flat of his palm. The cage around his own cock strains, but he doesn’t touch it; he only works her harder, chasing the wet sounds she makes every time the rod fills her again.