Kendra James and Nicolette

Kendra James waits in the exam room, crop in one hand, voltage dial in the other. Nicolette steps inside already trembling. She strips, lies back, legs wide. Kendra greases the metal speculum, snaps it inside, then twists the knob. Current jumps across the cold jaws. Nicolette’s thighs seize, a sharp cry ripping loose. Kendra leaves it running and slaps sticky electrode pads over each nipple, ratchets the power just enough to make the little peaks jerk and twitch. Nicolette’s spine arches. Sweat beads between her breasts. Satisfied, Kendra wheels the Sybian forward, pushes Nicolette down onto the slick, throbbing saddle, buckles her wrists behind her. The motor kicks on, relentless, grinding upward. Every jolt from the speculum, every spark from the pads, every merciless grind between her legs fights for space inside Nicolette’s nerves. She shakes, breaks, comes hard, muscles fluttering around metal and current. When the tremors fade, Kendra frees Nicolette’s mouth only to shove a fat dildo gag between her teeth and lock the straps. With Nicolette silenced and still twitching, Kendra strips, bends over the table, and guides the gag-cock into her own dripping cunt. She rides the helpless girl’s face until her own orgasm cracks through her. Both women pant, slick, spent, the exam table slick with sweat and lube.