Suspense Is Filling Her

She hangs, wrists lashed to the rafters. Rope creaks when she sways. You strip, grab her hips, yank her onto your cock. She gasps, teeth biting the gag you stuffed between her lips. Each thrust lifts her off the floor; gravity and cock pull her back down. You slide a thick dildo between her cheeks, work it in beside your shaft until she’s stretched wide and dripping. Cane snaps across her ass—five quick stripes, bright and burning. Clothespins clamp tight on her nipples and inner thighs, each sharp bite making her cunt squeeze. When the dildo slips free you replace it with another stroke, harder, faster. She moans around your fingers, tongue lapping your knuckles, begging without words. You switch her angle, let her drop until her weight drives you deeper. More cane marks. More pinches. She jerks, squirms, clenches. The night is nowhere near over.