Helpless Slut

Jessie Cox turns twenty and still wants the ropes tight. In this dark place she shakes and strains while her captor rigs her up, every knot a promise that she won’t run. She’s locked in a ball gag, drool spilling down her chin, while an ass hook tugs her open and keeps her ass high. Cane marks bloom across that pale skin; each strike pulls a muffled cry through the rubber. Her pussy’s clamped, lips stretched and reddened, and every twitch rocks the chain between her legs. When he finally pushes his cock inside her, the suspension frame swings with the force of it. She comes hard, squirting down her thighs, but the hook and the clamps don’t let up. He fucks her like she’s just property on display, using her until her eyes roll back and her body jerks in the ropes. She belongs to every inch he gives her.