Never Been Bound: Lola

Lola sits naked in the center of a bare room. Twenty-four, fresh from college, and she's never felt rope bite skin. Never felt a ball gag stretch her jaw. Never had her nipples clamped or flogged until they burned. The ropes come first. Tight. Circles around her breasts until they swell dark and heavy. She gasps, eyes wide, still trying to keep control. They stuff the ball between her teeth and buckle it hard. Drool starts down her chin in seconds. She strains, helpless, wrists cinched behind her. Every tug makes the breast ropes tighter. The flogger hits next, sharp snaps across those bound tits. She jerks, moans through the gag, but her thighs are slick. Cock appears in front of her face. She leans in fast, hungry, sucking like it's the only thing that makes sense. They pull her back before she can finish. Make her wait. Make her ache. When the vibrator finally presses against her clit she cums hard, body shaking, drool flying, every muscle locked in the ropes. She never saw it coming. She never had a chance.