Ballgaged Nikki

Nikki's done it again. Hands bound, mouth crammed full with a fat ball gag, she waits. High heels keep her teetering, spine arched, blonde hair sticking to damp skin. She can already feel the heat coming—Master's look alone makes her cunt throb. Every second stretches. The gag forces her jaw wide, drool leaking, tongue useless. When the pain hits she’ll moan around it, legs shaking, holes dripping. Pleasure follows fast; the clamp, the crop, the slap that lands exactly where she’s wettest. She leans into both, eyes glassy, body begging. Master hasn’t touched her yet and she’s already soaking.