Slave Mila Shatters Through Wave of Orgasms as She's Bound to Spreader Bar and Made to Kneel

I'm tied so tight I can't even shift. My knees are strapped to that cold metal spreader bar, legs forced wide, pussy spread open and pressed against the wand they've strapped between them. Rope around my elbows yanks my arms behind me, lifting my body just enough that every little move burns through my shoulders and down my spine. The wand stays locked right on my clit. It never stops buzzing. I jerk and moan as the first orgasm rips through me, then another crashes in right after because the damn thing won't quit. Pleasure twists into pain, pain back into pleasure, until I can't tell which is which. I keep trying to close my legs, to get away from it, but the bar won't give and the ropes only pull tighter. So I stay there, shaking, dripping, forced to ride every wave they decide to give me.