Make Me Your Fuck Toy

Hazel Paige kneels on the floor, legs spread wide and wrists lashed behind her back. Her cunt hangs open, pink and dripping, begging for the cruelty Tommy Pistol is about to deliver. He starts with slaps across her tits, spits into her open mouth, then shoves his thick cock straight down her throat until she gags and drools down her chin. He kicks her right between the legs, then grinds his black boot against her clit while she humps it like a desperate animal. When he finally rubs her swollen nub with his fingers, she’s ready to explode, but he pulls away—orgasms are earned, not given. Next he bends her over cold metal, arms stretched, and works her ass and back with a heavy flogger and his bare hand until the skin burns red. He switches without warning, pounding her cunt from behind, then dragging his cock out to slam into her mouth, fucking her face until spit coats his balls. At the end he props her on a wooden ledge, legs spread high and wide, and drives his fingers, tongue, and cock into her soaked hole while a vibrator buzzes hard against her clit. Hazel comes in screaming waves, cunt clenching and squirting until Tommy decides she’s earned it. He pulls out, strokes once, and paints her pussy with thick ropes of cum that slide down the crack of her ass while she sits there shaking, spent, and dripping.