Pounded and Sounded

Chuck Faerie, new face, new game, is strapped to a frame that leaves every inch of meat exposed. Eli Cross starts light, palms cracking across thighs and ass, flesh going pink and then red. Next comes the ribbed baton, a hard rhythm up and down the same burning skin. He trades it for the long leather paddle, working stomach and legs until they glow. The thick wooden ruler lands on tits and thighs, sharp, precise. Then two fingers sink into wet cunt, spanking the same spot they just warmed up. Chuck is allowed to come, ass taking more baton strikes while they shake. Bent over next, throat stuffed with a fat dildo, they take the big wooden paddle on bare ass. Paddle and flogger trade off until stripes rise. Dildo yanked out, Eli shoves the wooden dowel against quivering muscle, forces it between teeth. Two long clamps bite onto slick lips, weights tugging, stretching. While the weights swing he goes back to the dowel on back, ass, thighs. One thick finger pushes into asshole; clamps come off, Hitachi drops on clit and Chuck begs to come. Flat on their back now, legs spread wide, arms pinned, Eli punches tits and steals breath with a tight hand. Dowel returns, cracking pussy and thighs. Then the sounding rods slide out—small gauge first, finger working the ass in counterpoint. He trades up for the longer rod, driving deeper, pushing orgasm after orgasm until Chuck is wrecked. Fingers knead sore tits, punches land on stomach and thighs. Two fingers back in the ass, vibrator on the clit, and one more orgasm rips through them.