The Newest Divine Bitch

You've seen her before, but this is different. Felony walks in like the room belongs to her and the two men kneeling already know it. Both are locked in steel, thick cocks straining against cold metal. She doesn't ask. She swings the cane first, stripes Leo's back without warning, then whips the flogger across Derrick's chest until his skin burns red. Her arm never slows. Sweat beads on her neck, dark hair sticking to it. Leo's shoulders tense every time the paddle cracks down. She switches to fists fast. Two fingers, then three, then her whole hand shoves into Derrick's hole. His body jerks, prostate squeezed hard. Cum leaks out of his locked dick, dripping in thin strings onto the floor. She doesn't stop. Leo gets the same treatment until both men are trembling. Felony turns, spreads her cheeks, and demands tongues. They lick like dogs while she grinds back. When she comes she gushes, wetting their faces and chests. The smell of her is everywhere. Their cocks stay locked, aching, dripping more from denial than release. She leaves them like that, leaking and spent.