Covered in Drool and Can't Stop Cumming

We bind Dana Vixen into a metal frame, wrists yanked high behind her back in strappado. A thick cock stretches her slick cunt while a vibrator hums hard against her clit and a plug keeps her ass filled. Her hair is knotted to the top bar, forcing every twitch, every shudder to show on that face. A funnel gag locks her jaw wide; drool spills out in thick strings, sliding over those heavy, natural tits until they shine. Nipple clamps bite down and the chains pull tight to the frame, stretching her breasts with every breath. She comes without asking—wet, sudden, hips jerking. The flogger cracks across her skin, then the zipper rips away, leaving red lines of pain that melt into pleasure. She spits more drool onto her own chest, the mess dripping from her chin. Another orgasm tears through her, raw and violent, her whole body shaking against the ropes, screaming until her voice cracks.