Chastity Shattered: Day Three

Chastity kept it together. Quiet. Obedient. Until they came for her. Aiden and Derrick hit her room early, already pissed. They ripped her off the bed and straight into punishment. She barely caught her breath before Aiden shoved her face between thick thighs and sat, grinding until the girl thrashed for air. Sweat slicked her skin. Her lungs burned. Still they kept pushing—running her through sprints, squats, every brutal repetition that left her shaking and soaked. Downstairs they strapped her in. Ankles locked, wrists pinned, body spread for whatever they wanted. Derrick fed her his cock until she gagged. Aiden rode her face again while fingers and toys worked her open. Every hole got used. Pain. Pleasure. No break between them. She came hard—once, twice, again—each orgasm ripped out of her while the doms took turns fucking her ass and throat. By the time they finished, Chastity hung limp in the ropes, dripping, wrecked, and finally earned her pass.