Kathia dominates two girls

Kathia Nobili owns the room. First she takes Kitty, wrists already cuffed high to the iron frame, legs forced apart. Kathia pulls the flogger back and lands it in a loud crack across Kitty’s ass. A low whimper. The next strike traces across her back, then lower, catching the soft skin of her inner thigh. Kitty’s hips snap forward, the muscles in her arms straining the chains. Kathia steps in, fingers sliding up that same thigh before they bury deep in Kitty’s cunt. A sharp exhale. Kathia pumps hard, thumb rubbing the swollen clit in deliberate circles. Kitty’s belly tightens, a thin trickle running down the inside of her leg. Isabell waits on her knees, gag stretched between her teeth, eyes glossy. When Kathia turns and snaps her forward, Isabell crawls into place without hesitation. The same wrists, the same restraints—but now Kathia’s strap-on is coated with spit and pushed straight into the wet heat between Isabell’s spread folds. One clean thrust and Isabell shudders the full length, spine arching like a drawn bow. Kathia rocks in and out, slow for three strokes, then vicious. The silicone head kisses the end of Isabell again and again while she paws helplessly at the chain. Kitty still hangs open above her, close enough for the sound and scent of Isabell’s rough fucking to smear across her face. Both girls wear the same shine on their lips, the same raw hunger in their eyes. Submission looks good on them.