Scrubbed Clean

Madison craves ropes and pain but has never found anyone to give her both. She walks in looking desperate. We tie her against the wall, back arched, wrists locked above her head. Water blasts her skin. The brush scrapes hard, dragging over every curve, every fold. She gasps, hips jerking, metal cuffs biting deeper. Next the tub. Leather straps pin her thighs wide, the vibrator pressed tight against her clit. She comes fast, biting her lip. Then her head is forced under. She kicks, body thrashing, air bubbling past her face. Pulled up coughing, shoved down again. Finally the pole. Thick straps wrap her chest and spread her legs. The machine starts. Three jets. One hits her mouth, another her nipples, the third pounds straight onto her swollen clit. She can’t escape. Every pulse drags another orgasm out of her until her thighs shake and the water runs off in sheets.