Helpless

Hime Marie comes back for more. Eli Cross chains her neck to a high bar, pins her wrists to her sides and locks her knees in place at the bottom of the rig. Her whole body is trapped, nowhere to run. Gloved hands move slow and sure. He squeezes her nipples, slaps the tiny strip of her thong, then wraps his fingers tight around her throat. He pulls a cane from the wall and cracks it across her nipples, stripes her thighs, then lets the flogger kiss between her legs. Soon he yanks the thong aside, works the fabric between her wet lips, and starts to tease her open with his fingers. The vibrator follows, relentless on her clit. Hime shakes, begs for permission, and when he finally says yes the orgasm rips through her hard enough to make the chains rattle. Next round the chains stay but the clothes go. Bent over, neck and wrists hooked to a crossbar, she feels the flogger land again across her bare ass and thighs. Eli slides a dildo on a stick straight into her pussy and fucks her with steady thrusts while his other hand works a bullet on her clit. She comes harder, legs trembling. Last position puts her on her back, legs lifted and cuffed high, completely open. A thick ridged club thuds against her thighs and tits. A paddle bites the same spots. Hot wax drips onto her nipples, hardening in white spots. He shoves two fingers deep inside her, vibrator sealed tight to her clit, and rips one more screaming orgasm from her body. When he’s finished the dildo stays inside her, a silent mark that he’s used every hole he wanted.