Sex slave: Celine

Celine got caught fucking Lee’s partner, and the fallout was ugly. Lee wanted to make it hurt. Celine knew she’d crossed the line; guilt sat heavy in her chest and left little room for argument. Lee didn’t bother with words. She pulled Celine’s wrists behind her, looped the rope tight, and marched her into the bathroom like a misplaced piece of luggage. The lesson started fast: a thick dildo jammed past Celine’s lips until her throat clenched and her eyes watered. Lee pinched both nipples hard and twisted until the pain dragged a moan out of her. Each smack on her bare ass landed sharp, meant to stick in memory. Lee kept at it until Celine understood—viscerally, finally—that sleeping with the wrong woman comes with consequences that don’t wash off.