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Aiden’s got that look—the one that says she owns the room and the woman in it. Amber’s no pushover, but she’s not the one holding the reins tonight. Aiden starts with her fist, working it past every tight ring until Amber’s gasping into the mattress, knuckles disappearing inch by inch. When her arm is buried deep, Aiden opens her fingers and stretches the blonde from the inside, making her cry out and push back for more. The strap-on comes next. Thick, black, and wired. Aiden slams it home, then hits the switch. Amber jerks, electricity sparking through her ass, the current racing along every nerve. Aiden keeps pounding, every thrust carrying another jolt, and the blonde’s moans climb into something raw and pleading. She begs to come. Again. And again. Each time Aiden denies her, lets the current build, then drives the toy deeper until Amber breaks. The crowd gets loud—hands reach in, slapping her ass, pinching her nipples, pushing her further into the storm. Amber shakes, dripping, voice hoarse from asking for release she’s not allowed yet. Aiden never lets up. She switches the current higher, fucks harder, makes Amber take every volt and every inch until the girl is nothing but shaking legs and desperate pleas. When she finally says yes, Amber comes so hard her whole body seizes, electricity still crackling while she convulses around the fist and the toy. Aiden just watches, cool and cruel, already planning the next round.