Erotic Humiliation

He walks in a man. Leaves a girl. The door shuts and the game starts. She tells him to strip. He does it like his body already knows. Pink panties slide up his thighs. He pulls stockings slow, the silk sticking to every hair. She watches. Then the caning begins. Each strike across his ass leaves a stripe he’ll feel for days. He bends. She straps on. Pushes in hard. No warning. His hole opens. He moans like the cheap slut she’s making him. Panties stay on, soaked now. Come smears the front while she fucks him deeper. He comes again without touching his cock. She calls him Ginger. He answers. Voice soft. Eyes wet. The last scrap of Will is gone.