Bella Angel enjoys being Submissed

On her knees, bound and gagged, Bella Angel waits. The ropes bite her wrists, her long black hair falls across her face. He stands over her in worn sneakers, slow taps of his toe making the silence stretch. A wand hums between her legs, relentless, slicking her thighs with each low pulse. She jerks when he spanks her, a muffled yelp trapped behind the gag. He pulls the gag free and she opens her mouth on instinct, taking him to the back of her throat because that’s what he wants. When he’s had enough of her tongue, he spins her onto all fours, slams inside, and fucks her like he owns her. Her moans turn ragged. She’s shaking by the time he finishes across her face, but the smile she gives the floor is pure satisfaction. She stays there, wrists still tied, breathing heavy, knowing he’ll use her again whenever he likes.