Lola

Lola never expected a woman to strip her defenses so fast. She knew the need was there, but the power behind those hands made her breath catch. She ends up bound in a steel cage, knees spread, nipples clamped, and every inch of her watched. The first orgasm rips through her when water pounds her swollen clit, forcing her to flood the floor. Next comes the harness and the thick eight-inch cock. The thrusts are hard, deep, relentless. Each stroke slams against her cervix until she breaks again, her cunt clenching and pulsing around the invading shaft. Once the strap-on pulls free, they wash her out, then sink the cold steel of the ass hook between her cheeks and anchor it to her collar. The curve drags inside her with every twitch. The same water stream returns and she comes hard enough to squirt, her own juice splattering across her open mouth and chin. They wash her clean once more. Finally she is strapped to the Wheel of Misfortune. It spins, the restraints bite, and every full turn plunges her head under the surface while her hooked ass and dripping pussy stay exposed. She gasps and thrashes, begging without words, caught between panic and the next climax waiting just beneath the water.