Dirty, Dirty Whore

Jessie Cox turns up with that fresh neon polish and a cocky little grin, even though she has taken plenty of Device Bondage before. She is small, blond, and built like the gymnast she used to be, but the smirk tells us the reminder she needs: she is not running the show. We fold her into a wooden box, thighs spread wide, naked and waiting like a present we gave ourselves. A thick flogger cracks across her tight tits and smooth, bare cunt. Clothespins bite down on her nipples, her clit, her tongue, and every fingertip; that loud polish needs to be taught a lesson. Lines of clothes-pegs run down her stomach in matching rows, then we yank them off in sudden zips while the Hitachi drives two hard orgasms out of her, one for each line ripped free. We tip the box, aim the hose, and let icy water splash over her skin, soak her cunt, fill the space around her. A thick dildo and the vibe stay buried inside while the water rises and Jessie comes again like the filthy little whore she is, shaking and gasping until the box is full.