Let Go Kioko

Kioko needed something sharp to cut through the noise in her head. She showed up looking for pain, not conversation, and Hella Slootz never wasted time with words. He bent her over, shoved a fat dildo into her and locked a ball gag behind her teeth. Then the machine started thrusting. Every stroke knocked the breath out of her until her cunt clenched around the rubber like it was trying to keep it inside. When her legs started shaking he switched to the cane. Short, vicious strokes across her ass left thin red lines that burned long after the impact. She drooled around the gag, eyes glassy, taking every stripe without a sound except the wet slap of the machine still fucking her open. By the time he shut it off she could barely stand, pussy swollen and dripping, mind finally quiet. That was the only cure she ever asked for.