Knox and Lexi Bardot

Mistress Lexi Bardot starts slow. She warms up her slave with steady hands and a sharp tongue. Then the switch flips. She tears into him with words that cut deep, calling him out while he stands there taking it. The strap comes next. She rams him hard, hips driving forward, every thrust landing with purpose. His body jerks. She keeps going. When she’s done, she hoses him down, cold water blasting over bruised skin, washing away sweat and shame. He breaks. Tears slip out. She doesn’t stop. She climbs over him, fingers working fast between her legs, breath sharp, body tight, getting off right on top of his shaking frame.