Pussy Whipped #02, Scene #04

Sheena sits gagged and trussed up, wrists pulled tight behind her. Bound red hair wild across her face, every breath pulling against the rope. She wiggles just enough to piss Dixie off, because she craves the consequences. Dixie doesn’t hesitate. Open palm cracks across perky tits, then lands hard between Sheena’s spread legs, driving a grunt past the gag. A quick twist and two wooden clothespins snap onto puffy pink nipples. A single heartbeat later the flogger whistles down, knocking the pins clean off while Sheena howls, cunt slick and throbbing. Dixie steps in, shoves the dripping rubber cock between Sheena’s lips, drives her hips until the redhead’s eyes water and spit strings down her chin. When the strap-on’s sheathed in her slave’s mouth, Dixie leans back, drags Sheena by the hair, and fucks her throat until mascara runs. One last smirk, she switches on the cordless drill rigged with another fat dildo, presses the spinning shaft straight onto Sheena’s swollen clit. The relentless buzz drags the bound girl over the edge fast, shaking, legs jerking, every filthy inch of her on display.