Bondage Whore Training

She’s already naked when they grab her. Wrists cinched behind her back, black hair yanked tight while one of them feeds her his cock until her throat convulses. The other spreads her ass, spits once, then pushes in slow and thick until she’s full and shaking. They trade places without asking, switching her from mouth to ass like a toy. Every thrust knocks the breath out of her; every pull on her hair forces her deeper. Bound, stretched, used from both ends, she takes it until her face is wet and her hole is gaping.