Amateur Casting Couch 14: Midian, alternative bondage chick

Midian sits nervous on the edge of a black leather couch, her pale skin covered in ink. She came for a real casting, no script, no rehearsal. The guy tells her to strip. She peels off her clothes piece by piece, dropping each one to the floor. He hands her a heavy ball gag. She opens, takes it, lets the strap pull tight behind her head. The first rope goes around her wrists. She bites down on the rubber, already breathing harder. He lashes her ankles next, pulling them close until she can’t stand. She tests the knots with small pulls. The rope holds. He bends her over the couch arm, leaves her face pressed into the cushion. The first slap lands across her ass, sharp and loud. Midian jerks, then stays still, waiting. Another strike follows, harder. Her body tenses with every hit. Sweat starts at her collarbone, runs down between her breasts. She breathes through her nose, eyes half closed, still unsure what comes next. The camera stays close, catching the way the gag stretches her lips, the red marks rising on her skin, the way her fingers curl against the rope when the strap hits again. She came here to see if she could handle it. Now she knows.