Used: Leigh Raven Punishes Lance Hart

Leigh Raven steps into the private room wearing thigh-high black latex boots with wicked stiletto heels. Lance Hart watches every move as she grinds and sways for him. One look freezes him in place. She shakes her ass right in front of him and he grips his hard-on through his trousers. The next second his hand flies out and smacks her ass, hard. Leigh spins, seizes his shirt, yanks him close and forces the apology out of his mouth. Lance stammers he’ll do anything. Anything is exactly what he gets. She lashes his wrists behind his back to the brass pole on the small stage, jams a ball gag between his teeth and tells him the rules have changed—he belongs to her now. Through muffled grunts he agrees. She pulls the gag out, drops into a leather chair, lifts one boot to his mouth and orders him to clean it. Lance licks the slick latex, sucks the pointed heel. Leigh peels the boots off to reveal sheer thigh-high stockings, then shoves her toes past his lips and down his throat. Her foot travels lower, presses against his leaking cock and she mocks the shiny spot of pre-cum on her stage. Punishment is swift—sharp kicks to his balls, a tight choke, open-hand slaps across his chest. Still tied, he dances for her while she laughs. She drops him to his knees, plants one foot on his shoulder and grinds her wet cunt over his open mouth, riding his tongue until she’s satisfied. Later she has him on all fours, neck roped to the pole, and drives a strap-on straight up his ass. He gasps that he loves it. She flips him onto his back, spreads his legs and fucks him deeper, stroking his cock at the same time. He begs to come. She refuses, sits on his face and grinds until she shakes with another orgasm. Only then does she sink down on his throbbing dick, bouncing and grinding through climax after climax. When she’s had her fill she sucks him off with her split tongue and watches his thick load paint his own stomach.