Lorelei Lee and Viking

Lorelei hangs upside down, wrists and ankles strapped tight, when the pressure hose hits her bare skin. Cold water slams into her body. She jerks, gags on the thick black ball shoved between her teeth, drool sliding down her face. Viking keeps the spray on her tits, her stomach, between her spread thighs. She twists, tries to turn away, but the ropes hold her open. Later she’s locked in a cage on the floor, shaking, nipples tight from the chill. He opens the door, lines up, and fucks her right there on the metal bars. Her moans come out muffled around the gag. When he finally lets her come, her whole body locks, legs trembling. Next she’s strapped to a spinning cross. Head down again, leather belts across her chest and hips. Viking fills her with icy water, the sudden cold making her cry out, the gag cutting every sound short. He leaves her like that, dripping, bound, the metal frame turning slow circles while she shivers.