Blackmail Lust

The bank teller looks too clean for the move she just tried to pull. Blonde hair pulled tight, skirt hugging her ass like she wants you looking. She shorted Xander on a cash deposit, thinking he wouldn't notice. He noticed. Now she's in his apartment with her wrists bound behind her back and his thick cock buried deep in her ass, every stroke a reminder of what she owes. The rope bites her skin, her knees pressed to the floor, but the way her body shudders says she's not just paying the price—she's coming for it. Xander keeps the grip on her hips, driving in harder, making sure she feels every inch she can't talk her way out of.