Penny Flame and Elliot Skellington

Mistress Penny rides her house boy hard, driving into his ass while she cracks a belt across his back. She keeps the rhythm brutal, hips slamming forward, belt biting skin each time he whimpers. Elliot screams through the gag, body jerking, but Penny’s hold never loosens. She grabs his caged cock and pulls, twisting until his breath hitches and his knees shake. Sweat runs down his ribs. Penny laughs, low and sharp, then swings the belt again, aiming lower, catching tender flesh. He bucks but she stays locked inside him, grinding deeper. The strap around his balls digs in tighter every thrust. Her free hand fists his hair and yanks his head back. Elliot’s voice cracks. Penny doesn’t slow. She fucks him like she owns the screams, using every flinch and every muffled plea to push harder until his whole frame trembles under her weight.