Stefanos' Brunch of food

Stefanos sets a bare wood table under cold morning light. He straps his girl face-down over the polished surface, wrists bound to the far edge, ass up and spread. A silver tray rests between her shoulder blades. He spears pieces of fruit onto a metal plug and works it inside her. Each bite he takes leaves the steel deeper. Her breath stutters when he adds a second slice. He tugs the plug out only to swap it for his cock, sliding in slow so the fruit squeezes around him. The table creaks. Silverware clinks as he drives harder, pushing her hips against the wood. She gasps, thighs shaking, while the rest of the guests watch her hole swallow every thrust.