Little Slut Diaries

She waits in the dungeon wearing nothing but black latex stretched tight over every curve. Your cock twitches at the sight. Adalind Gray wants to be used and she wants it bad. You tie her down, spread her arms and legs wide, and she doesn’t fight it. She gets wet from the rope alone. The first cane stroke lands hard across her thighs, sharp and clean. She gasps, then smiles. You clamp clothespins to her nipples and cunt, one after another, until the pain shows in her breathing. She leaks down her thigh but keeps her eyes on you, begging without a word. You tilt the candle. Hot wax hits her stomach first, then her tits, then the soft skin inside her thighs. She jerks against the ropes, a low moan slipping out. You cane her again between the drips, harder now. Each stripe burns. Each drop of wax cools and sticks. You keep going until she’s shaking, covered in red lines and pale wax. She’s exactly where she wants to be.