Fresh Meat Monday on The Upper Floor with Jessie Cox

Jessie Cox finally gets called up to Fresh Meat Monday. She spent her nights spreading for whoever wanted her at the parties upstairs. Now the Trainer and the Handler take a slow, hard look at every inch they plan to own. Cherry Torn, the head slave, moves first. She locks Jessie in rope, then in chain. Jessie’s mouth opens. Cherry’s hand closes around her throat while the men unbuckle their belts. The cane lands, the flogger follows. Each strike leaves its own stripe. Jessie’s thighs shake. They spread her, finger her, fuck her face until spit runs down her chin and onto her tits. The vibrator hits her clit. She comes loud and fast, but they keep it on her until her hips buck and her eyes roll. They flip her over. The cane bites again. She arches, takes it, then takes the cock in her ass while Cherry holds her open. Every thrust shoves her forward into another slap, another laugh, another load. They cover her face and chest in thick ropes of cum, smear it across her lips, make her taste it while the chains rattle. One day of this and Jessie’s dripping, shaking, and still asking for more.