Bitchcraft #09, Scene #03

Andy San Dimas sprawls on the bed, pleated skirt hiked up, black latex stockings gleaming against her thighs. Two fingers work her clit in tight circles, breath coming sharp and shallow. Chanel Preston slips through the door with a smile that doesn't reach her eyes, some old score she refuses to name. She strikes fast—one hand clamped hard across Andy's open mouth, the other seizing a nipple, twisting until the gasp turns thin and frantic. Chanel's strap-on nudges between Andy's wet folds, steady and mean. She thrusts deep, angles for the spot that makes Andy's hips jerk, then rips the skirt away. Cruel fingers circle Andy's swollen clit while a vibrator buzzes hard against it; Andy comes with a muffled howl. Chanel laughs, rolls the girl onto her stomach, and lets the flogger kiss across her ass, each strike measured. When she's finished beating her, she lowers her heavy cheeks onto Andy's flushed face and grinds, letting the captive tongue learn the taste of surrender.