Bound for Evaluation

Aria is strapped naked in the exam chair, wrists and ankles cuffed, knees forced wide. The ball gag stretches her mouth open, spit already sliding down her chin. The clinician starts with the paddle—sharp cracks across her thighs, then across her exposed cunt. Every impact makes her jolt against the straps. Clothespins come next. He lines them along her inner labia and across both nipples, tugging the chain that runs between them until she whimpers through the gag. When the violet wand crackles to life, he touches it to each pin. The current jumps through metal into flesh; Aria’s muscles seize and her eyes roll. The Hitachi is pressed hard against her clit while the current still dances. She can’t close her legs, can’t move away. Her hips buck once, twice, before she comes with a choked cry. They move her to the Sybian. Cuffed at wrists, ankles, and waist, she straddles the vibrating saddle. The clinician turns it on low, then spanks her ass and tits with a leather flogger, timing the strokes to the rising buzz. She grinds down, desperate, until another orgasm rips through her and her thighs shake. Finally the clinician frees his cock. He steps between her spread knees, pushes past the gag into her throat, then drops the chair angle so he can slide into her soaked cunt. He fucks her while the violet wand still hums at the base of her spine, every thrust punctuated by the slap of leather against her marked skin.