All Eyes On Her Part II

She left you bound, cock caught in the teeth of that mousetrap, a throbbing reminder of what Mistress Aiden Starr just put you through. Your head still spins from the cane strokes that landed moments ago, each line of fire pulsing in rhythm with your trapped dick. Then she appears—Violet Monroe—sweet, dripping, and she lowers herself onto you without warning, tight heat swallowing every aching inch. The clothespins on your chest jerk as her weight shifts, the sharp pinch making you hiss while she rides, slow and deliberate. Mistress Aiden circles, still swinging the cane, and every few thrusts she cracks it down across your thighs, blending punishment with the pleasure of Violet’s cunt grinding down. The dildo strap strapped to your face slides between Violet’s cheeks as she leans forward, her moans cutting through the crack of wood on flesh. No escape. Just the relentless press of rope, the snap of cane, the wet grip of pussy using you until you’re nothing but raw nerve and desperate need.