Master's Plaything

Evie hangs there. Naked. Wrists and ankles locked in rope. Her body swings like a prize they forgot to take down. I walk up behind her and the first strike lands heavy across her shoulders. Then her ass. Then the backs of her thighs. Each lash bites deeper. The flogger sings through the air and her skin jumps, turns red, then darker. She grunts but stays quiet. Good girl. I drop the flogger, step in, and push my cock straight into her. She’s wet already. Her body rocks with every thrust, the ropes creaking above us. I fuck her hard, using the suspension like a swing, pulling her onto me again and again. No mercy. Just the wet slap of skin and her breathing getting louder. I let her down only to string her up standing, arms stretched overhead. Nipple clamps bite next. I watch her chest rise and fall, then hit the clamps with the zapper. Her whole body jerks. Another shock. She whimpers. The Hitachi comes out and I press it to her clit without warning. She tries to twist away but the ropes hold. I keep the pressure steady until her legs shake and she cums hard, moaning through gritted teeth. Last round. I bend her over, spread her ass, and push in. Tight, hot, perfect. I fuck her until I’m close, then pull out and shove my cock down her throat. She takes it. Eyes watering. Spit running down her chin. She swallows every drop like the obedient little toy she is.