Total Body Workout

Ariel X is back. Muscles cut sharp, eyes locked on Ashley Lane like she already owns her. Ashley kneels, hands bound tight to her own thighs, mouth stuffed and silent. Ariel walks around the girl, fists jabbing her ribs, her tits, the soft spots that make her jolt. A few slaps turn Ashley’s ass hot pink. Then one leg has to balance while the cane bites the sole of her foot until every muscle twitches. Ashley ends up straddling a bench, wrists and ankles anchored, thighs spread wide. Ariel checks the slick between her lips, then slaps each cheek until the girl’s whimper sounds more like a purr. When the strap-on comes out, Ariel sinks it deep, fucks her steady and hard. Ashley moans, begs to come, gets told no. Instead she’s ordered to grip that cock with her cunt, squeeze on every thrust. Her whole body starts shaking; the orgasm rips through anyway, leaving her squirting down her own thighs. She’s made to lick the strap clean. Ariel’s bicep slides around Ashley’s throat while fingers plunge back inside the swollen pussy. Then it’s legs instead of arms, thighs locked tight, cutting off air while Ariel’s weight settles on the girl’s face. Hips roll, grind, until Ariel comes with a low growl. The zapper comes out next, bright sting against tender skin, mixed with the vibe pressed hard to Ashley’s clit. Every time Ashley thinks she might tip over, the current dances close and the permission is yanked away. Ariel scissors in close, cunt to cunt, still holding the threat of the zapper. Ashley’s muscles clench around nothing, desperate. One final choke, fingers driving deep, vibe buzzing loud, and Ashley is finally allowed to break, coming so hard her voice cracks on the word thank you.