Kitchen Service

Sparky hangs from the pot rack, bound tight in rope. The butler left her there. Her feet barely graze the floor. The Governess walks in with Jessie and Kait. They have maple syrup. Sparky's black hair falls across her face. She watches them. No words at first. Just tension. Kait moves close. She runs her fingers over Sparky's bare skin. Then the syrup hits. Thick. Sweet. It pours over her tits and drips down her stomach. Jessie takes over next. She coats Sparky's thighs. The liquid runs between her legs. They work in silence. Hands on skin. The ropes creak. Jack shows up later. Big. Black. Already hard. He steps behind Sparky. Grabs her hips. Then he pushes in. No warm-up. Just one thrust. Anal. Deep. Sparky gasps. The ropes hold her steady while he fucks her. Each stroke sends more syrup sliding down her body. Jessie and Kait keep touching. Licking. Tasting. The syrup mixes with sweat. Jack keeps going. Hard. Steady. He doesn't let up. Sparky takes it all. Suspended. Used. The kitchen fills with the sound of skin slapping skin and wet mouths on skin. Just another day.