Kitti Vicious

Kitti. Young. Flexible. Cute as a goddamn kitten. She hates pain, craves the rough stuff anyway. Her body knows the score. One orgasm and everything turns sharp. Clit gets too sensitive, and the next climax tears through her like broken glass. I pin her down, gag her loud little mouth, spread her wide. Clothespins bite her nipples, string biting tight. She tries to twist away but the rope keeps her open. The vibrator hums and she jerks, screams muffled behind the gag. Her thighs shake. She fights the second orgasm and loses, comes so hard the sound cuts through the gag. I don’t stop. Third one makes her sob, desperate, begging. She shakes, tears on her cheeks, black hair stuck to sweat. Still tied, still mine, still coming until I decide she’s had enough.