The Bad Trick

Ryan Riesling picks up the phone and calls club security, trying to get Seth Gamble thrown out before he ruins her night. She watches the bouncers drag him off and breathes easier—problem solved. Hours later she slips through her front door and the lights go dead. Seth is already inside, rope in his hands. He grabs her, slams her against the wall, and stuffs a fat red ball gag between her teeth. The lock clicks. No one’s coming. He bends her over the kitchen counter, yanks her tiny skirt up, and drives his thick cock straight into her ass. Ryan screams around the gag, eyes wide, but her body clenches for more. Seth wraps the rope around her wrists, cinches them tight behind her back, and keeps pounding—deep, relentless, claiming every inch. She fights, she shakes, she comes anyway. He owns the room, owns her, and there’s no safe word tonight.