Backside Pleasure

Lily is face-down on the bed. A wooden yoke pins her neck and wrists flat. Her ankles are roped to the corners, legs wide and helpless. The Mistress circles, fingers trailing over every curve, then lands a sharp slap on Lily’s round ass. Lily gasps against the thick rubber ball filling her mouth, drool sliding down her chin. Pain and need blur together until she moans for more. The Mistress slides two fingers into her soaked cunt, pumps hard, then pulls out and presses the wet digits to Lily’s clenched asshole. Lily’s hips buck, begging. The Mistress laughs, low and mean, and works those fingers past the tight ring, stretching her open while the ball gag muffles every desperate sound. An orgasm rips through Lily so fast her legs shake. The Mistress doesn’t stop. She keeps working that ass, adds another finger, and Lily comes again, harder, tears streaking her flushed face. Another climax follows, then another, until Lily’s body goes slack in the restraints, twitching with aftershocks. The Mistress climbs onto the bed, knees on either side of Lily’s head. She yanks the gag free, grabs Lily’s blonde hair, and grinds her dripping cunt against Lily’s open mouth. Lily licks greedily, tongue flicking over swollen folds, sucking the Mistress’s clit like she’s starving for it. The brunette throws her head back, riding the wet heat until her own orgasm crashes through her, thighs clamping around Lily’s face while she moans filthy praise into the dark.