Wolf Lotus and Darling

Darling steps into a world that isn't pretending. The monk finds her there—his eyes sharp, his mouth hard. He calls her filthy. She doesn't argue. Clothes come off in a rush. He shoves a wet rag over her face, and she fights for each breath. The orgasm rips through her anyway. Punishment follows. A rough scrub leaves her skin burning. Rope bites between her legs, spreads her swollen pussy wide. Shackles bite next. He fucks her like he's trying to break something open. Then the rope tightens—elbows crushed together—before he drives her head under. She comes up gasping. A lesson. Don't cross the monk.