Floor Cage For Violet

Violet is locked down flat in the floor cage, her body pressed to the cold grate while Allie works the Hitachi between her spread legs. The motor buzzes low and steady, grinding against her clit until the heat builds fast. Allie leans in close, watching every twitch and flinch. Violet's thighs shake, her breath shortens. The vibe doesn't let up. It keeps working her, pushing her past the edge and right back into another one. Every orgasm rolls into the next, her voice cracking under the strain. She tries to twist away but the cage holds her tight. Sweat beads on her skin. The toy stays locked on target, relentless, and Allie doesn't ease off the pressure. Violet's hands grip the bars until her knuckles go white. The only question is how long before she breaks or drowns in it.