Lusty Lily Ligotage

Lily Ligotage waits in the empty room. Blonde hair loose. Her wrists already tied behind the steel chair. Rob steps in, closes the door, doesn’t speak. The rope bites when she shifts. She feels the knot at the small of her back tighten. He stands over her, hands on the chair back, close enough that his belt buckle catches the light. She opens her mouth without being told. He grabs her hair, pulls her forward. The first thrust hits the back of her throat. She gags once, then takes the next one deeper. Spit runs down her chin and lands on the seat between her legs. He holds her there, hips locked, counting under his breath. Every time she swallows he feels it and keeps going. The ropes hold her steady. Nothing else moves except his cock and her throat. When he pulls out her lips stay parted, waiting. He slaps her cheek with the wet length of it, then pushes back in. Hard. She makes a sound that doesn’t leave the room.