Devaun and Andy San Dimas Live, Part 2

Devaun stays bent over, arms strappado to a post, ass lifted high by the metal hook buried in her ass. Andy works her with the heavy chain and the steel collar. She locks the full head harness in place and fastens the gag deep. Andy ties Andy’s neck to a pole and leaves her kneeling on the box while more clamps and weights drag at her nipples. Andy straps her thighs tight, then presses the vibrator between them. Andy comes fast, body stiff, once, twice, again. Pleasure turns to fire. The buzzing won’t stop. She shakes, moans, but the gag swallows every sound. Behind her, Devaun hangs limp in a straitjacket, feet off the floor. A winch lowers her onto the Sybian. The motor roars to life. Devaun’s screams rip through the gag, sharp and raw, yet Andy keeps her stare fixed on the floor, eyes blank, lost inside the endless vibration clamped between her own legs.