Chief Bondage Officer

Stella Elle walks in for the job and gets stripped bare before she knows what hit her. Her wrists get lashed behind her, ankles cinched tight, then her elbows crushed together until her tits jut forward. She fights the first gag, but the second one— a fat leather bit—makes her drool and bite down hard. Every slap of the flogger lands across her ass and thighs, leaving red streaks that burn under the office lights. She tries to twist away, high heels scraping the floor, but the rope keeps her on display. Sam works her pussy with gloved fingers, two at once, then three, until she’s dripping down her thighs and shaking. The vibrator pressed to her clit rips the first orgasm out of her, then another, until her knees buckle and the ropes hold her up. Breath ragged, eyes glassy, she stays tied and dripping, waiting to hear if she passed.