Kirra submits

Kirra thinks she owns every room she walks into. Sassy mouth, defiant hips, the kind of girl who’d rather bite than kneel. Claire lets her keep that fantasy right up until the ropes go tight. Suspended in midair, violet wand crackling along bare skin, every spark forces another curse that quickly turns into a whimper. The electric dildo slams in next, pads glued to trembling thighs, ripping an orgasm straight out of her while she still swears she won’t break. Then Claire pulls the cattle prod. One sharp snap against her ass and the fight bleeds out fast; the sass drains like water. Good girls get fucked, so Kirra earns the thick strap-on pounding her while her wrists stay locked behind her back. Claire drops between spread legs, tongue working her clit in relentless circles, electric plugs humming inside both holes until Kirra’s screams turn grateful and raw.