Strapped dom with huge boobs dominates

The dom stepped in wearing nothing but harness leather and boots that clicked like warnings on the floor. Two years carving the girl to shape and the sub knew better than to lift her eyes. She kept her mouth open, knees spread on the rug, arms already cuffed behind her back. Thick straps crossed her chest, biting each breast until the skin flushed red beneath. The dom tugged the collar strap hard enough to pull the girl forward, lips inches from slick strap-on silicone. Then one gloved hand hauled her up by the hair and shoved her facedown over the padded bench, hips shoved high. A cold lubed finger drove straight in without asking; the next followed before the moan died. The dom locked the spreader bar between the girl's ankles, tightened another strap across her lower back, and lined the harness cock flush. She drove in steady, hips snapping with the same rhythm that left bruises later. The girl jerked against every restraint, wrists twisting uselessly in the cuffs, nipples dragging the padded leather. Each thrust knocked a sharp sound loose from her throat. Sweat slipped down the dom's ribs, beading where the harness cut across her stomach. Her thumb pressed between the girl's cheeks, circling the stretched rim. Slickness slid down the girl's thigh, darkening the leather bench beneath her knees. She whimpered when the dom reached under to find her clit; the dom gave a slow, demanding rub, never missing rhythm. Close to edge the girl's thighs started shaking. The dom drove harder, leaned across her back, teeth grazing a shoulder. One last push and the girl sobbed through the quake, whole body locking in leather. The dom stayed buried deep, one hand clamped over the girl's mouth to catch the tail of the moan, hips grinding in slow aftershocks while the shaking finally stopped.