Lex bullies cleaning lady

Mayla needed cash. The offer was too big to turn down, so she showed up to clean even though the woman on the phone made her skin prickle. One wrong move with the duster and Lex is on her, yanking the blouse off her shoulders and winding rope around her arms. The takate cinches tight behind her back, hoisting Mayla onto her toes beneath the steel ring bolted to the ceiling. A pink ball gag slides between her teeth and is buckled hard. Lex strips her bare, binds her ankles, and leaves her swaying and stretched. When she returns she’s in leather pants and a harness, one leg already looped and drawn up to a second ring so Mayla can barely keep her balance. Lex watches from the doorway, savoring every twitch. Later she cuts the lines, hauls Mayla onto the island, folds her legs into a cruel futomomo, swaps the ball for a panel gag, and pulls a blindfold over her eyes. More rope, tighter still, until Mayla is hogtied and glistening under Lex’s slow, oily hands. She stays there, trussed and slick, while Lex sits back and drinks it in.