Mistress Dita university bully returns

Mistress Dita shows up at the dorm and sets her sights on Gen—the sweet, untouched blonde who clearly doesn’t belong in her game. Gen tries to push back, voice shaking. Dita doesn’t waste time talking. Rope snakes from her hands and Gen’s wrists snap together behind her in tight loops that bite deep. A fat black ball gag shoves past her lips and locks in place, cutting every protest short. Gen hits the floor hard. Ankles and thighs get cinched tight next, rope sinking into bare skin. Then Dita jerks her legs back and up, locking her into a strict hogtie that leaves her rocking on her belly. Every shift makes the rope creak and tug harder. Dita spreads those bound legs wide and fastens them down so Gen can’t close anything. With the girl split open and helpless, Dita presses a heavy Hitachi straight against the thin crotch of her panties. The vibe hums loud. Gen’s muffled moans pour around the gag as the pressure builds. Sweat gathers on her skin while she strains uselessly, crotch rope grinding with every twitch. Just when she’s ready to break, Dita kills the power, drops onto the couch, and watches the blonde writhe—hogtied, drooling, soaking, and completely owned.