This Pussy is Made for Spanking

Erin Everheart lies tied open in the dungeon. Black wax hits her skin and leaves red welts behind. Her cunt throbs, wet and swollen, aching for the sting and the stretch. You trace the candle lower, drip more heat onto her lips, and watch her hips jerk against the ropes. She begs through clenched teeth. You set the candle down, grab her thighs, and slap her pussy hard. The wet smack echoes. Each strike lands on her clit and makes her gush. You ease two fingers inside, curl them, then pull back before she can come. She strains, desperate. You slap again, harder, and slide your cock through her folds, teasing the entrance. Her voice breaks. You push in deep, hold still, then pull out and spank the swollen flesh once more. She shakes, dripping down her thighs. The canes lean against the wall, ready. You reach for one, tap her mound, and she moans like she already feels the bite. You hold the position, letting the tension build, making her wait.