De Ville in Disguise

Anna de Ville wears a mask and gloves. She stands under red light in a dim room. A metal gag fills her mouth. Rope runs from her wrists to the ceiling. Her hips are buckled to a frame that keeps her ass up and open. You step in. You cane her first—sharp lines across each cheek. She jerks but the ropes hold. A deep mark blooms. You lay a few more. She moans around the gag, spit running down her chin. Her hole twitches. You press two lubed fingers in, stretch her, then trade them for your cock. The frame creaks each time you push deeper. She pushes back, desperate. Every thrust slaps skin against the marks you just left. When you switch to her pussy she groans loud enough that the gag clicks against her teeth. You pound until she drips down her thighs. Then back to her ass—faster now. Her body jerks, bound tight, taking every inch you give her. You finish deep inside her ass while she shakes and sweats under the rope.