Counselor's Tough-Love Lesson

Lexi Luna knows the wives came in stubborn. Tommy and Aften haven’t practiced equality, haven’t tried to please each other. Session time. Lexi snaps cuffs around their wrists, links them tight so every movement drags skin against skin. Their lingerie still clings—small, firm tits barely covered, shaved skin exposed where the fabric parts. Lexi pushes them to their knees. One kiss forced between them, mouths clashing, then Lexi takes control, tongue deeper, lips bruising. They taste her, breathe her, can’t pull away. When the double-ended toy appears, she slides one end into Aften, the other into Tommy, both holes slick, both bodies locked together on the same shaft. Every thrust yanks them closer, their cuffed hands useless. They moan into each other’s mouths, hips rocking in sync, pushed and pulled by Lexi’s steady rhythm until their legs shake and the lesson sinks in: obey her, or stay cuffed, unsatisfied, and aching.