Anal Slave Barks to Come while House Slave Earns Her Leathers

Claire Robbins wants to come. She barks for it. Like a good little dog. Right now, her hips roll hard against the cock buried in her ass, and the sound that leaves her throat is a rough, clipped bark—raw and instinctive. Sweat rolls down her back. The house slave on her knees beside her keeps working, mouth stretched around another cock, earning the next piece of leather that will wrap her body. Every inch counts. Every gag. Every swallow. Claire doesn’t hold back. She barks again, louder this time, and the thrust that follows lands deeper, sharper. She takes it. She earns it. The other girl stays low, lips tight, throat open, desperate for every strip of hide she can claim.