No Complaining
A rubber lover’s wet dream, wenona, well-oiled and dripping in latex, suffers at the hands of devilish AZ. Rigorous rope-work along with pussy torture fatten wenona’s wet cunt. She screams in agony. AZ, pitiless, won’t have it. No whining, she says, drawing the ropes tighter. I don’t like whining. wenona’s thigh. Her hands smear oil along her skin, the calf of her leg, and her foot. Elegant fingers. Muscular leg. Then a latex stocking, black with red toe, slowly worked onto the foot, smoothed upward. She’s edible, our wenona, delicious. She wears red latex gloves, above the elbow, and a red and black waist cincher, all of it lubed, gleaming. She slips red and black high heels onto those mouth-watering feet. AZ ties wenona’s hands behind her back. A rope around her neck is hoisted up. Her body gleams as she chokes. She’s lowered to her knees with her head on the floor. What an ass. So tempting. A plug goes in, held in place with a matching strap the color of whore. The pink flesh of her pussy bulges. Suspended from chest and hips, her legs are bent back toward her shoulders. Her arms, folded over her head, are wrenched toward her spine. It’s ruthless, that arch in her back, tightened further by AZ. A vibrator slips back and forth over her cunt. wenona whines. She’s naked, her left leg bent and lashed tight to her thigh. Her right leg is straight, her ankle a mere few inches from her face, tied over her head. A Japanese cradle secures her arms in the center of her back. A pocket rocket hums against her clit. wenona seems to like this. But then AZ places it inside a suction tube, sucking a massive amount of wenena’s cunt inside. The pocket rocket rattles against the engorged flesh. wenona makes quite a racket, the poor girl. What distress! Her cunt goes wet with pussy cream. When the tube is removed, AZ slaps her pussy, then vibrates her again. wenona screams. AZ kicks her and walks away, bored with noisy wenona. Wenona’s wrists are hoisted over her head, her knees bound to her shoulders and her ankles lashed to her elbows. Nipple clamps add to the fun. She’s left like that, available, as though waiting for someone to happen along. Just a hole waiting to be fucked.