Severely Bound & Punished

Smokie Flame kneels on the concrete, bare ass striped raw from the cane. Her arms are pinned behind her in a steel bar that locks her elbows tight, wrists crossed and strapped so she can't twitch a finger. A thick black ball gag forces her jaws open wide, spit already running down her chin and dripping onto the fresh welts on her tits. The camera cuts to the vibrator duct-taped against her clit, buzzing so hard the metal table under her is shaking. She grunts through the gag every time it kicks higher, hips jerking forward like she's trying to fuck it, but the chains holding her ankles don't give an inch. The rigger steps back in with the crop, and each strike across her ass snaps her whole body forward, making the vibrator grind harder. She sounds like she's choking on her own moans, eyes watering, mascara running in black streaks. Every lash leaves another welt that blooms hot and red. The vibe never stops. Her thighs tremble. She can't close her legs, can't get away, can't do anything except take it.