Slave Mila’s Prison Interrogation P4: Making her Talk

Mila’s last round with Roxy. The cop runs her fingers between the prisoner’s thighs, finds her soaked, and the wet heat shoots straight to her own pulse. Smiling, she pulls out the cane. The first stroke cracks across Mila’s bare soles, another across the round swell of her ass. Every blow lands sharp, then hotter. Mila jerks in her restraints, breath tearing out of her, but Roxy keeps counting, each strike louder than the last. Bruises bloom fast on pale skin. The brunette prisoner bucks and whimpers until the fifth stripe breaks her voice. She spits the name—where the other prisoner is hiding—and Roxy finally lowers the cane, breathing hard, satisfied.