CiCi Rhodes: Pain, Pleasure and Multiple Orgasms

CiCi Rhodes didn’t hesitate. One text about an open slot and she was on her way to Isis Love. Isis didn’t waste time. She cuffed CiCi’s wrists, bent her over, and laid into her ass with a bare palm until the skin burned red. Rope followed—tight coils around wrists and ankles that pinned her open and helpless. Nipple clamps bit down, the chain swinging every time CiCi jerked. Isis shoved a thick strap-on between her lips, driving until the gag reflex gave way and spit ran down CiCi’s chin. Then she flipped her, spread her thighs, and sank the cock into her cunt, pounding until CiCi’s first orgasm ripped through her. After that, the strap-on moved lower, stretching CiCi’s ass, each thrust deeper than the last. Isis pulled out, worked her fist in, and pumped until CiCi screamed through another climax. When CiCi thought it was over, Isis dropped a cane across her bare soles, then brought the flogger and the whip down on ass and thighs. The hits kept coming, driving CiCi past the point where pleasure turns cruel and back again, until she came so hard she shook and begged for more.