Pussy Whipped #03, Scene #04

Nikki Darling's skinny black frame stretches in the skewer rig—long braids swinging, nose stud glinting, hoops dangling from tight earlobes. Naked. Held wide open. Groaning around the vibrator humming against her soaked pussy. Aiden Starr moves in, black leather dress hugging her like armor, clamps snapping onto Nikki's hard little nipples. Then weights: cold metal dangling from the slave's puffy labia, pulling and aching with each breath. One sharp tug of the chain and Nikki gasps through clenched teeth. Aiden peels off the dress, left in garters and fishnets, tits bared, heels click-stepping like a hit woman. She slips four fingers inside and leaves them pumping, cruel and precise. Nikki breaks apart, fluid spraying from her cunt in a shaking squirt—her seventh and still she isn't finished. The order comes quiet and sharp: "Clean it." Nikki leans forward, tongue dragging up Aiden's soaked forearm, tasting the mess she's made. Now she's under Aiden, lips fastened to wet cunt, serving. The drill drives a thick dildo in and out of her mouth, fucks it deep, then switches to her dripping pussy without mercy. Both cunts get the vibe, clits pressed together until they're screaming, twitching, coming hard in each other's mouths. Aiden slides off. Done. "Clean all this fuckin' shit up and get out."