Sexual Affliction

Whitney Wright stands soaked on Charles Dera’s porch, lightning cracking behind her. He doesn’t speak, just catches her when she drops. She wakes naked on the floor, wrists chained to the wall. Her mouth is already full of his cock, throat stretching, spit running down her chin. Rope bites her waist, pulling her ass high, a thick plug stretching her hole. Charles yanks the plug free and slams straight into her cunt, pounding so hard her knees skid across the boards. She howls when the flogger lands, stripes blooming red. He flips her into his lap, silver clamps snapping onto her nipples. She rides the pain and the cock until he pins her on her back, ankles lashed to wrists, cunt open. His hand closes around her throat while he drives in deep and fills her, her scream shaking the chains.