Sex Psycho's Servant: DragonLily and Audrey Leigh

Dragon Lily walks across the lawn, bare feet on grass, straight toward Audrey’s door. She doesn’t see the trap. Inside, Audrey’s already circling—blonde hair, cold stare. One moment Dragon Lily is just a trespasser, the next she’s shoved face-down on the table. Audrey’s hand fists her hair while the other yanks her shorts down. Dragon Lily kicks; Audrey laughs and clamps her thighs around the Asian girl’s neck. Rope comes out. Elbows pulled tight, ankles spread, Dragon Lily’s body stretches over the wood. Audrey runs her tongue along the curve of that round ass before sliding two fingers in without warning. Dragon Lily’s cry turns into a muffled moan when the blonde stuffs a ball gag between her teeth. Outside, wind moves the trees, but no one’s coming to help. Audrey works her open—oil-slick fingers first, then the thick strap-on she’s already wearing. Inch by inch she sinks it deep, holding the bound girl by the hips, pushing until Dragon Lily’s back arches and her fists clench uselessly behind her. The rhythm is steady, brutal. Audrey leans down, teeth on a shoulder, whispering that this is what happens when pretty things wander where they don’t belong. Every thrust forces another broken sound past the gag. Dragon Lily’s legs tremble, skin slick with sweat and lube, the afternoon sun beating down on both of them while Audrey keeps using her like she owns the right. No mercy, just the raw sound of hips meeting ass, over and over, until the only thing left is the creak of rope and the wet slap of skin.