Redhead Newcomer Taken by Sergeant Major

Ashley Lane’s wrists burn under the rope. She’s been tied before, nothing this tight, nothing this final. Sergeant Major drags her down, fastens a thick red ball between her teeth, and cinches every knot until her shoulders ache and her knees leave the floor. He works in silence, testing the slack, yanking it away again, watching her jaw flex uselessly around the gag. She tries to speak; only spit and muffled sound come out. He drags a blonde fistful of hair, tips her head back, forces her eyes to meet his. The muscles in her thighs tremble. Another loop of rope bites across her chest, then another, until every breath comes short and sharp. He walks a slow circle, tugging here, cinching there, turning the girl into a clenched fist of limbs and leather. She shakes, drools, and still arches toward the next pull, greedy for the hurt she came here to find.