Service Day: Flesh

Skin Diamond steps onto the Upper Floor like a new recruit. They run her beside Katt and Nerine. Rope bites. Cuffs click. The three bodies form a living tableau of control and obedience. Nerine bends first. A leather belt pulls her arms tight behind her back. Katt kneels next. A spreader bar locks her ankles wide. Skin watches every move, her dark skin already gleaming. One hand guides her down. She meets the floor on her knees, wrists drawn high. A plug parts her ass slowly. She breathes through the stretch. Katt’s mouth finds Nerine’s cunt. Skin’s lips follow. Tongues work in rhythm. Anal plugs rock with each motion. Skin takes the next thrust deeper. Her moans break the quiet. The house slaves show her the pattern: serve, suffer, repeat. Every stroke and tug pushes her further. By late afternoon sweat runs down black skin and pale alike, ropes leaving marks that will last till morning.