Maid to Obey

Lexi Lore hangs naked in the dungeon, wrists locked above her head, one leg frog-tied, stilettos scraping the floor. A riding crop snaps across her tits. Current crackles from a violet wand, snapping blue against her nipples. The flogger kisses her ass next, then the paddle lands with a flat crack. A Wartenberg wheel rolls slow over her ribs and she gasps, thigh quivering. Every strike pulls another moan that bounces off the stone walls. She swings in a leather harness next—wrists and ankles drawn up tight to her throat, cunt and ass spread wide. The Hitachi presses hard to her clit and she jerks, thighs shaking as the first forced orgasm tears through her. It keeps coming. One after another. Then I step in. I grip her hair, push my cock between her lips, and fuck her face in steady, deep strokes until spit runs down her chin. I flip her, slide into her soaked pussy, and pound until the swing creaks. When I pull out she drops to her knees, mouth open, eyes begging, waiting for the load I paint across her pretty face.