Tommy's Little Slut (Part 1 of 3)

Tommy keeps Charlotte on her knees, collar snug, eyes up. He grabs her tits and works them hard—rubber bands cinched tight, clothespins biting in, then his hands squeezing until the flesh turns raw. Every pinch pulls a gasp out of her. When he’s done bruising her chest he shoves his cock between her lips and she takes it deep, drool running down her chin as she works him wet and fast. He yanks her off, stands her up, and starts on her cunt—crop cracking across her folds, fingers tugging at her bush until the grin dies on her face. The flogger swings next. Each strike lands louder. She flinches, knowing this is only the start.