The Shy Girl's Anal Submission

Veruca’s boyfriend hands her a package and she opens it like it’s a birthday surprise. Inside waits rope and a leather collar. Derrick doesn’t smile. He just orders her to strip and kneel. Once her wrists are cinched behind her back, he feeds his cock straight down her throat. She gags, spit spilling over her chin while he holds her hair and keeps the rhythm brutal. By the time he flips her over the bench, her face is streaked and her eyes are glassy. Derrick works lube across her asshole, then pushes in hard. Veruca yelps and strains against the rope as he drills deeper, hips snapping like he’s punishing her for every shy glance she ever gave him. Between strokes he lays the crop across her ass and thighs, each crack making her jerk and clamp down on his cock. Sweat runs off both of them. He doesn’t let up—another stroke, another lash—until the girl who started the night quiet and nervous is shaking, drooling, and begging for every cruel inch he gives her.