Kathia shows no mercy

Linda Ray loves ropes digging into her skin and orders given low and sharp. So when word reached her of Kathia — tall, deliberate, with a reputation for cracking even the most stubborn wills — Linda went straight to her door. She wanted to test how far she could be pushed. Kathia bound her wrists above her head, then slid thick leather cuffs around her thighs and opened her wide. Fingers traced the slick heat between Linda’s legs, slow at first, then firmer, until her hips jerked in useless protest. The domina worked her open with two fingers, then three, scissoring deep while Linda’s breath hitched and broke. Every time she neared that high, dizzy edge, Kathia pulled back, denying her. Linda pleaded, voice hoarse, thighs trembling against the leather. Finally Kathia pressed a slick vibrator against her swollen clit and commanded her to come. Linda came hard, shaking, wrists straining in the ropes, and when she could breathe again she begged to do it all over — slower, meaner, longer — until nothing was left but the raw need to obey.