The Training of Joseline Kelly

Joseline Kelly came in smiling, thinking she wanted this. Turns out she had no idea what she was asking for. They ran her through the works from the jump—ropes biting into skin, her body locked in brutal positions that made her legs shake. She couldn’t hold still, and they didn’t let her forget it. When they shoved her down for cock, she took it sloppy, drooling down her chin, eyes watering as they pushed deeper. She gagged, fought for air, then got bent over and fucked hard while still tied. Every thrust shoved her harder into the ropes. She barely kept it together, crying out, cursing under her breath, trying to take it. By the time they finished, she wasn’t smiling anymore. She’d learned the hard way—getting tied up and fucked isn’t the same as being trained to take it.