Lorelei Lee An exploration

Eleven years Matt Williams worked bondage and he never touched Lorelei Lee. Now she hangs from steel rings bolted into cold stone, arms spread, body open. Weights tug her labia, clamps bite her nipples, his hands pull her face this way and that, and each new sting makes her gasp. When the vibrator hits her clit she tries to twist away but the metal holds fast. Her hips buck, she curses, she comes anyway. The spasms roll through her, relentless, leaving her panting against the rock. This is the first time, raw and close, nothing between the rigger and the legend he finally gets to break.