The Insatiable Patient

Gal Ritchie can't quit touching herself. They locked her in a straightjacket hours ago, left her alone in the basement exam room. Ivy Ireland clocked out at midnight but isn't going anywhere. She stands over the bound girl, straps a fat ball gag between Gal's teeth, and lets the leather settle in. The doctor flips her over, slaps her ass hard, kneads the meat, then swats each cheek with a leather paddle until the flesh jumps. Wooden clothespins bite down on Gal's slick pussy lips. Ivy smacks the tender thighs, the pinned folds, the upturned ass until everything glows red. She drags a thick pink dildo through the crack of Gal's ass, watching the cunt leak onto the table. The paddle lands again, steady and cruel, trying to beat the hunger out of her. They roll her onto her back, tie her wrists and ankles to the table. Ivy strips down to a strap-on, climbs up, and drives it straight in. The flogger only makes Gal wetter. Ivy sucks on her nipples, slaps her tits, then lowers her own ass onto Gal's mouth. Gal licks deep, hungry, greedy. Ivy fucks her harder, deeper, and when Gal's mouth isn't busy sucking cock, it's busy licking toes while Ivy parades her on a leash across the cold floor. Red cane stripes bloom across Gal's cheeks. Ivy spreads wide on the table's edge, lets Gal tongue her cunt, and canes her ass raw between every lick. Finally Ivy rubs her clit over Gal's bruised backside, riding the heat until she comes. She snaps a few quick photos of the damage—nothing clinical about it.