Sandra Romain and Penny Flame

Penny’s probably done submitting after this one. She likes running the show, but she showed up anyway, eyes locked on Sandra Romain like the woman might eat her alive. She’s bound and struggling, trying to hold still, trying to please, trying not to flinch when the strap lands. Sandra moves in slow, voice low, hands sure, pushing Penny from one limit to the next until she’s shaking. Every command bites deeper. Every strike leaves heat. Then Sandra takes what she wants, hips snapping forward, the thick strap buried to the hilt while Penny comes hard around it, helpless and dripping.