Ariel X, Annie Cruz Part 1 of 4 of the March Live Feed

The feed opens with Ariel X already talking, her voice low and close. Isis is behind her, moving in like she owns the air. Annie Cruz kneels off to the side, legs spread, waiting to be used as furniture. Isis starts with Annie. She lathers up the thick black hair between Annie’s thighs and shaves it all away, slow, deliberate strokes. When the skin is bare and stinging, Isis presses a vibrator right on the fresh slick and doesn’t let up. Annie comes once, twice, hips jerking, until her voice cracks and her thighs tremble. Then the frame shifts to Ariel. Isis locks her into a custom wooden stock, wrists and neck fixed, ankles free. Ariel has to rise onto her toes just to stay upright. An anal hook slides in, rope running from the ring up to her collar so every sway tugs deeper. Her nipples are clamped and tied off to the stock itself, pulling tight every time her calves shake. The cane comes next, then the flogger. Red welts rise across her ass and thighs while she fights to stay on the balls of her feet. Sweat slides down her back. Her calves quiver, veins standing out, but she doesn’t drop. Not yet.