Judas and DragonLily

DragonLily turns Judas into furniture. He kneels, back arched, body turned into a low stool for her boots. She plants both feet on his spine, grinds down until his knees pop. Her hands reach underneath and twist his nipples hard, quick snaps that make his breath hiss. Each twist earns her a thank you through gritted teeth. She slaps his balls next, open palm, sharp and stinging, timing the strikes so he can barely finish one thank you before the next lands. His wrists are already cuffed behind him, rope tight across his chest. She slides an inflatable plug into his ass, pumps it until he groans, then adds another pump for good measure. The blindfold and ball gag go on last. She steps back and the whip starts, thin lines of fire across his shoulders and thighs. Each lash forces the plug deeper. Judas shakes but stays in position. She straddles his face, peels the gag out, and gives him a choice. Her mouth hovers over his cock and balls, lips soft or teeth bared. He picks lips. She takes him in slow, sucks until he’s straining, then bites anyway, just enough to make him yelp and thank her again. The strap-on comes out next. She fucks him deep, hips snapping, one hand still working his nipple, the other gripping the plug. Every thrust shoves him forward until his face is mashed against the floor. When she’s ready she rips her stockings, pushes her bare foot to his mouth. He licks between her toes while she fingers herself inches from his nose, breath hot on his skin. She comes loud, thighs shaking, toes curling against his tongue, leaving him hard, plugged, and still thanking her.