Teaching Her a Lesson

They weren't clicking. Melissa Stratton lit into Codey Steele the second he walked in, bitching about him blowing off her feelings for another golf session. He tried to shut her out with a nap on the couch, but she just kept going, voice like nails on glass. Something snapped. He grabbed her by the throat and hauled her up, dragging her behind the couch. Minutes later Melissa was stripped to an apron, wrists roped to each end of the sofa, arms spread tight. Codey slapped her once across the face, told her to open wide, and fed her his cock. She took it. He yanked the apron over her eyes for a blindfold and started fucking her throat deep, hips snapping while drool ran down her chin. Clothespins went on next—two on her nipples, one pinching her lower lip. Codey pressed a buzzing Hitachi between her legs. Melissa bucked and came hard, legs shaking against the ropes. He moved her to the table. Wrists tied to her own knees, she stayed on all fours, ass up. Codey switched between her pussy and her mouth, flogging her ass and the soles of her feet when he wanted. Every slap landed sharp, every thrust hit deep. Finally he laid her on her back, arms pinned under her so her tits and cunt were completely exposed. Clothespins back on her nipples. He spanked her pussy, fucked it, then brought the vibrator down again. Melissa came twice more while he pounded her, the table creaking under every hard stroke, the blindfold still tight across her eyes.