Bow Down with No Reward

Lorelei Lee slips the plug into Beretta James and watches her flinch. The violet wand hums to life. Lorelei drags the teardrop tip over the smooth stretch of Beretta’s ass, and every muscle locks tight. Sparks jump across pale skin, jolting her spine into a hard arch, but Lorelei keeps the pressure steady, forcing wave after wave of current through her. Beretta’s breath hisses between clenched teeth, pain bright in her eyes. Lorelei’s mouth curves, sharp as the current itself. She pulls the wand away only to press it again, this time low and cruel, and Beretta’s shoulders hit the floor hard. Lorelei stays close, leaning over her, blonde hair brushing the black strands that stick to Beretta’s sweat-slick forehead. The current snaps and flares again. Beretta’s whole body jolts, every limb straining against nothing except Lorelei’s will. There’s no mercy in it, no reprieve. Lorelei just takes another toy, another twist of voltage, and makes her feel it all over again. Beretta stays down, breathing hard, hips twitching, while Lorelei keeps circling her, remote in hand, ready to burn another line of fire through her nerves. She gives nothing back, only more pain, more current, more proof that she owns the moment.