Charley Chase used like a piece of meat

Isis Love has Charley Chase spread and cuffed, nipples wired, thighs trembling. Current snaps across wet skin while Isis grins and shoves the next shock higher. Tits swell around tight rope, every pulse making Charley jolt and whine. The strap-on sits heavy between Isis’s legs, thick and black. She pushes in hard, no warm-up, no mercy. Charley’s hole stretches around it, clenched and slick. Isis rides her rough, hips snapping, then flips her, sinks lower and tongues her asshole deep. Charley comes shaking, begging. Another shock rips through her chest and she screams. Isis licks the same cunt she just fucked, sucks the clit raw, drives a cattle-prod pulse straight into the muscle. Charley’s body bows off the floor, another orgasm tearing through before the first one dies. Isis keeps her pinned, working every hole, every nerve, until Charley’s mind blanks and she’s nothing but noise and sweat.