Kinky Roommate: Melissa Dettwiller

Melissa is the one who stayed behind last time. Nikki left the house tied and taped, Trish stayed. And she hated it. Tonight she gets what she missed. Rope bites her arms behind her back, circles her chest, pulls her shoulders until the skin burns. A fat red ball gag fills her mouth, strap sinking into blonde hair. They make her kneel. The whip lands hard across her ass, then her thighs. She jerks but the rope holds. Another strike, sharper. Sweat runs down her spine. Her nipples tighten every time the leather kisses her skin. They stand her up, bend her over the arm of the couch, legs spread, ankles roped apart. Each swing of the crop forces a muffled cry past the gag. Red lines stripe her pale flesh. She strains against the cords, muscles trembling, blonde hair sticking to her damp cheeks. The scene stays tight, close, nothing wasted. Just rope, gag, whip, and the look in her eyes that says she finally got what she wanted.