Endurance

Ariel X calls herself a painslut. She swears she can take anything, and she means it. What she really wants are the orgasms that hit harder when she cannot move. Today she has to earn them. Her knees scream against stiff wood, legs strapped down until the pressure turns sharp. Wrists pinned behind her back, leather straps biting deep, a rope over the pulley keeps her from slumping forward. She asked for this. She gets it. Flogging lands across her shoulders. A single tail snaps against her ass. Her bare feet get worked until every twitch sends fresh pain shooting up her calves. Every new position pulls something tighter than the last. Still, the ache builds toward something else. When the hook slides into her ass and the rope tugs her head back by the hair, she starts to beg. Cyd laughs once, cold and short, then drops her down only to shove a cock between her lips. She takes it deep, throat working, before the same shaft pushes inside her cunt. The vibrator follows. Her body jerks in the ropes, every strap holding her open while the climax tears through her.