Skydiver lands herself in a dungeon

Hope. The name feels like a joke once the ropes bite. A weekend pornstar gets pulled into something heavier than she bargained for. She stands spread, wrists and ankles locked open, while a heavy hand lays stripes across her ass. Each crack lands hard. She jerks. The welts bloom fast. Pain turns into something hotter, and she takes it like she was made for it. Later she’s bent, knees on the floor, chest low, ass high. Rope keeps her there. The cane whistles in, thin and mean, cutting across the same sore flesh. She gasps. Her thighs tremble. Every strike pushes a fresh sound out of her, somewhere between protest and plea. Finally she’s locked on the sybian, arms and neck chained wide so she can’t pull away. The machine rips through her, relentless. She can’t close her legs. Can’t escape the vibration that keeps climbing. Her cunt is soaked and twitching, and there’s nothing left to do but ride it out while the chains hold her open.