Treat Me Well!

Kerry signs the consent form herself. Her fingers barely shake. She’s tiny beside Katy Parker, the nurse everyone talks about but few claim to have kept. Kerry doesn’t just want the treatment—she aches for it. She loves when strong hands take their time, making her whimper before they even reach her cunt. Each slap lands with intent, sting blooming across her ass, and Katy draws the noise out of her, mixing sharp cries with softer, shameful ones. Kerry comes hard, thighs twitching, calling out for more even as the last pulse fades. She keeps coming back.