Hot Slut in the Dungeon

Kathryn Mae hangs in the dungeon, wrists strung above her head, ankles locked to a spreader bar. A bit gag keeps her mouth open. That little blue dress still clings to her—evidence she was topside, minding her own business, until someone decided she belonged here instead. Victor Ray steps in wearing black, flogger in hand. He runs his palms over her curves, squeezing, testing. The dress does nothing. He grabs her tits first, then swings the flogger across her bare ass. Another strike lands on her chest, sharp and loud. Clothespins bite into her nipples next. A vibrator touches the pinched skin and she jerks, breathing hard through the gag. Victor yanks the bit out. She barely has time to speak before his cock fills her mouth. Thick, hard, he drives in until her throat works around him. Spit runs down her chin. He pivots, grips her hips, and fucks her from behind, yanking her hair, slapping skin. She takes it, moaning. He pulls free and feeds the same cock back to her; she tastes herself on him. Then he slides back in, slower this time, drawing it out. The ropes hold. The flogger returns, striking her thighs in steady rhythm. Pain, then the vibrator again. She shivers, nipples tight, begging without saying a word. He keeps going—more pain, more cock—until she’s shaking, still hungry for it.