Kym Wilde and May-Anne

May-Anne looks like the girl next door who gets off on trouble. She says she's a feisty bottom and proves it fast. Kym Wilde gets the ropes out, ties her wrists behind her back, and pushes her facedown over the bench. May-Anne fights the position, hips twisting, so Kym adds another coil around her ankles and leaves her open. The first strike lands across both cheeks. May-Anne gasps, then spits out a curse. Kym answers with the flogger, then her bare hand, raising red marks that spread across pale skin. When the blonde's ass is hot to the touch, Kym parts her cheeks, works lube over the tight ring, and pushes two fingers inside. May-Anne moans into the wood, still trying to buck, so Kym adds more rope across her lower back to hold her still. She slides a thick black plug past the resistance and starts to fuck her with it in short, steady strokes. Every time May-Anne clenches, Kym slaps the inside of her thigh and tells her to take it. The plug comes out. Kym replaces it with her own lubed strap-on, pressing the head against the stretched hole until it gives. She sinks in deep, then pulls back and drives forward again. May-Anne's breath comes in ragged bursts. Sweat darkens the hair at her temples. Kym keeps the rhythm cruel and even, hips slapping skin, fingers digging into the bound girl's waist. When May-Anne starts to shake, Kym reaches under her, finds her clit, and rubs it hard while she fucks her ass. The orgasm hits rough, legs trembling in the ropes. Kym stays buried, grinding, until the aftershocks fade. Only then does she ease out, untie the knots, and let May-Anne collapse.