Katie Summers submits to Isis Love

Katie Summers walks into Isis Love’s place thinking she’s just signing up for a quick cash gig. One look from Isis and the game changes fast. Isis straps her electric cock on, bends Katie over, and drives straight into her ass while the current hums. Katie’s back arches hard. Isis snaps metal clamps onto those full tits, then sends a sharp jolt through them. Katie yelps but stays bent, palms flat on the floor. Isis swaps the wand for a heavy flogger, stripes Katie’s ass until it’s red and hot, every strike timed to the pulse of that buzzing toy still buried inside her. Katie’s thighs shake; her voice breaks into raw moans. Isis doesn’t let up. She keeps the shocks and the lashes coming until Katie’s legs give out and she comes hard, choking on her own breath. Isis grabs a fistful of blonde hair, yanks her upright, and growls that the meter’s still running. Katie knows the only way to earn more is to take whatever Isis dishes next.