The Taiming of Betty Stylle
2011·24 min·88% liked·6.9K Views
Mistress Katy Parker's new toy, Betty, thinks she can test the boundaries. Katy cuts through that notion with rope and a firm hand. Betty ends up bound and open, wrists lashed to ankles, every inch of skin exposed and sweating under the studio lights.
Katy works without hesitation. Two fingers slide inside, then three. She pumps them deep while her thumb circles Betty's clit with precise, ruthless pressure. Betty's hips buck. Katy holds her down and keeps going, pushing and pressing until a sharp spray of liquid hits the sheets. Betty gasps—her first orgasm. Katy smiles but does not stop.
She swaps her fingers for a thick strap-on, already glistening. She drives it home in one smooth thrust. Betty's cunt takes the full length. Katy sets a punishing rhythm, hips snapping forward, leather creaking with each collision. Sweat beads on Betty's belly. Her breasts bounce under the straps. Every stroke drags over that swollen spot inside until another shudder rips through her. Wetness drips down her thighs.
Katy pulls out, spins the girl onto her stomach, and enters again from behind. Betty's moans turn hoarse. Her knees spread wider, trying to take more, and Katy gives it. She grabs a fistful of dark hair, pulls Betty upright, and fucks her upright on her knees until her legs shake uncontrollably.
By the time Katy decides they're done for the session, Betty's thighs glisten, her pussy visibly pulsing, and her voice has dropped to a broken whisper. She has learned exactly where she stands.













