Damsel in Distress, Sheena Ryder, Submits to Felony's Heavy Hand

Sheena Ryder sits there in white latex straps like the gift nobody asked for—doom on the menu, Halloween style. No party girl tonight. Just Felony’s prey, black hair slicked back, body trussed and on display. Felony swings hard, palm cracking across bare tits and the tight curve of Sheena’s ass, each slap landing with enough wrist to leave the skin burning red. Every hit rattles her, but she stays balanced on that wooden block, shaking, trying not to fall. A thick dildo breaches her ass next. Felony drives it in steady and deep, no warmup, just pure pressure and filthy words. Sheena’s hole takes it, clenching and stretching, every thrust pushing a shuddering orgasm out of her whether she wants it or not. Then the scene flips. Sheena’s chest gets roped to the rafters, knees on the floor, mouth put to work. Felony shoves her dripping cunt against Sheena’s tongue, then turns so that tight little asshole can get licked too. Sheena laps and sucks until her jaw aches, proving she’s useful. Felony rewards her with the strap-on. Sheena ends up on her back, ankles roped high to her neck, cunt and ass spread wide. The big rubber cock sinks first into her soaked pussy, then pulls out and slams straight into her ass, each stroke heavy, deliberate, making Sheena take it all—every inch, every thrust—until the scene fades on her wrecked, quivering body.