Pathetic Little Floor Mat: Episode 1 Dylan Deap

Ms. Kim eyes Dylan Deap like fresh meat. She starts him on his knees with hoods, stripping away everything except the body she plans to use. He’s lashed tight in rope, arms stretched overhead. The cat-o-nine tails snaps across his back, each stroke cracking louder than the last. When she holds out the cattle prod he hesitates only once; after the first jolt to his balls he forces the next four himself, grunting through clenched teeth while she watches for cracks. Satisfied he can take it, she rigs him in full suspension, legs spread wide. The strap-on splits him open in slow, heavy thrusts, rocking his weight against the cuffs until every swing drives her deeper. Sweat drips off his hooded face as she rides him hard. Later he’s back on the floor, cock tied tight and useless. Ms. Kim peels off her stockings, dangles her foot over his mouth, then rubs his bound shaft along the wet heat of her cunt just enough to make him throb. Denied, always denied. She comes against his straining length, then leaves him gasping, still hooded, still hard, still nothing more than furniture. Dylan’s first lesson is over, but the training is far from finished.