Wenona Suffers

Wenona’s back. Hard body, harder limits. Felony’s waiting, and she doesn’t give anything away for free. Wenona wants to come, but first she has to pay in flesh. Felony strips the clothes, clips castration bands to her nipples until the tips burn, then swings a flogger until the skin jumps. Each hit brings Wenona closer to permission. Suspended, wrists and ankles locked high, Wenona takes the gag—a thick dildo jammed between her teeth—while Felony lines up the cane. Stripes bloom across her ass. Rubber bands snap against raw nerves. Wenona grits through the gag, drool sliding down her chin. Felony squirts hard, drenching her, then straps on and drives straight into her ass, doggie-style, hips slamming until Wenona’s whole body shudders. Pain, obedience, release. Nothing soft about it.