Lost in the Lair

Ary let herself get caught. Blonde hair in knots, she is taped to the cold metal pole of a camera stand. Mistress Katy stands behind her now. Palm cracks across bare flesh, leaving red heat blooming on Ary’s ass. She grabs the girl’s tits next and squeezes until the nipples darken between her fingers. Ary makes small, broken noises. Katy slides lower, finds the slick warmth already gathering between her thighs, and works the girl open with two quick strokes. Ary jerks, taped wrists rattling on the pole. It is not enough for Katy. She takes the thick dildo, presses the head just inside, and sinks it deep until Ary’s whole body shudders. Every push in draws a wet sound that the recorder picks up clearly. Katy smiles, pushing harder, making the tape creak.