Wet, Distraught and Wrecked

Beretta sits in the metal chair, arms pinned behind her, legs forced wide. Clothes pins bite into every inch of her skin. A blindfold takes the light. Her nipples carry two clamps each, and a plug splits her ass. She doesn’t know what happens next. The first clip is torn free. Then the next. Pain flares across her chest, her belly, her thighs. A rag clamps over her nose and mouth; air turns into a favor they won’t give. More pins rip away in quick, stinging jerks until her skin burns raw. In the middle of that frenzy her mouth is stuffed with the same plug that just left her ass. Fingers slide straight into her cunt, fast and ruthless, curling hard until she has no choice. Her hips jerk. The orgasm crashes through her, sharp, unwanted, unstoppable.