Samantha Sin Live, Part 2

Charlotte is naked and helpless. Cyd has lashed her arms high behind her head, wrists cinched to elbows, leaving the tender skin under her arms and along her ribs wide open. Rows of small, biting clamps cover every inch he can reach, metal teeth sinking deep. She shakes, fighting not to sob. The pain grows and she can barely breathe. Samantha crawls in, blonde hair falling over her face, and starts taking the clamps off one at a time. Each release brings a sharp sting, then she presses slow, wet kisses along the raw stripes. The moment feels almost gentle, her mouth offering what little comfort she can. Cyd watches for a few seconds, then the mercy ends. He shoves Samantha aside and brings the flogger down across Charlotte’s stretched torso, hard and relentless. The brunette jerks in her bonds, crying out, the brief tenderness gone as fast as it came.