Kayden Returns

Kayden steps back onto the Device Bondage set and gets slammed with the kind of welcome that makes her knees shake. They throw her on her back, spread her legs so wide the shackles bite into her ankles, and let her head dangle. The ring gag keeps her mouth wide, drool sliding down her cheek while she stares at the ceiling. Then the cane starts on her ass and thighs. Bent forward, wrists and neck trapped in heavy metal stocks, she jerks and gasps. Every stripe lands hot and white-hot. She tries to stay still, tries not to cry, but the rhythm never stops. Later they fold her into a tight frog tie, nose clamp tugging her nostrils upward. She’s stiff and aching, but she can almost handle that. The thin black clamps on the tender skin of her throat change the game. Sharp, sudden, impossible. She finally cracks, tears spilling, breath breaking into raw sobs.