Training Lilly LaBeau Day 1-Evaluating the Slave

Lilly waits in the cage until I come for her. I yank her out and scrub her raw until the day’s filth runs off, until only the girl remains. Cold water hits her skin while I make her rub her clit under the spray, fingers working fast and desperate. She shivers, nipples tight, cunt dripping despite the chill. Clean, I strap her into the fuck-box and clamp her nipples hard, stretch the chain until it bites and tugs her to the ceiling. Her greedy pussy takes every inch I push inside; I slam and twist until she spasms and cums, again and again, cunt squeezing like it will never let go. Juice coats the floor. When she’s wrecked and gasping I haul her up onto the Sybian. She grinds on the humming head, but every time she edges close I kill the power. Her thighs shake. I leave her begging until the need is raw, then switch it back on for one hard, final orgasm. Homework waits when she stumbles out the door.