Amie

Amie opens in Device Bondage. A slim brunette, her wrists locked in metal cuffs, stands trembling before a handler who tightens leather straps across her chest. The man forces a ball gag deep between her teeth, then attaches electrodes to her thighs. She struggles, breath ragged, as shocks ripple through her. He circles her, each blow of the crop leaving bright welts, each slap echoing like a gunshot. When the wand presses against her clit she convulses, drool spilling down her chin. He fingers her roughly, making her come again and again while the steel restraints bite into her skin. Every scream is muffled. Every climax is controlled. Amie is reduced to nothing but a bound, dripping body and the cold, relentless metal that holds her open.