Amber Rayne Live Show, Part 2

Amber Rayne is already folded and fixed on the rack, wrists and ankles cinched so tight her skin looks ready to split. Every inch of her back and ass lies bare, pulled drum-tight by the leather. Cherry Torn swings the cane first, then the single-tail, and the crack slams straight through the tension, marking fresh lines that swell darker by the second. Amber's cries come quick and hoarse; each impact jolts her forward, the frame biting deeper into flesh. When the punishment ends, the two girls straddle twin sybians bolted to the floor. The motors kick on. Hips jerk. Cherry tries to hold still, eyes locked on Amber, but the vibrations shred their control. Both bodies lock, shake, and flood in long, ragged pulses that keep rolling, one peak bleeding into the next until neither can tell whose orgasm starts or stops. Amber's face stays buried in her arms, mouth open, while Cherry shakes and laughs through her own helpless spasms. Part two, shot live on 4/21/07.