Marie McCray: Humiliated and fucked

Marie McCray looks like the shy girl who gets lost in books, but tonight she’s trapped in the bookstore window with Maitresse Madeline holding the leash. A collar bites at her throat, red marks already rising where Madeline’s grip has been. Every face pressed to the glass sees Marie drop to her knees, blonde hair falling over her cheeks as Madeline orders her to take the first thick cock that slides through the glory-hole cut into the frame. Marie opens wide, tongue out, gagging when the shaft hits the back of her throat, spit running down her chin for the crowd. Madeline’s voice slices through the glass: “Deeper, slut.” Another cock replaces the last. Marie’s throat works, eyes watering, mascara streaking. Madeline pulls her upright by the hair, spins her, and presses her bare tits to the cold pane. The next cock rams straight into her ass, no warm-up, just brutal inches stretching her open while Madeline keeps her pinned for every spectator. Marie’s legs shake; the glass fogs with her breath. Madeline slaps her ass, tells her to push back, to show everyone how a bookworm takes it. Cock after cock uses the hole Madeline offers, and every thrust drives Marie harder against the glass until her moans fog the window and her thighs are slick. When the final load paints her face, Madeline wipes it across her lips with two fingers and makes her swallow, still on display, used and trembling for the whole street to watch.