ドM女子大生を拘束して調教！おもちゃで連続イキ&潮吹きが止まらない！そのまま生ハメ大量中出し！　アダムとイヴ

In a dimly lit dungeon, a nubile young woman, let’s call her Antwerpen, was strapped to an examination table by thick leather restraints. The cold metal beneath her bared skin sent shivers through her petite body. Her slender wrists and ankles stretched taut against the bonds, emphasizing her vulnerable submissiveness. Her perky breasts rose and fell with nervous, excited breaths.

Antwerpen’s captors, a stern man and woman clad all in black, approached. The man towered over her, leather gloves cracking as he flexed his fingers menacingly. The woman’s dark hair was stylishly cropped, a beauty mark near her pouty mouth. Both wore enigmatic smiles, promising pleasure and pain.

“You’re in our domain now, little Antwerpen,” the man rumbled. “We’ll make you our perfect toy.”

His gloved hand trailed over her prone form, skillfully teasing sensitive nerve endings. Antwerp trembled as eager fingers brushed her hardened nipples. Lust overwhelmed her fear. She squirmed against her bindings.

“Please, master…mistress…” she gasped.

The woman chuckled darkly. She retrieved a thick, throbbing dildo from a side table and slowly ran it up the inside of Antwerpen’s trembling thighs. The girl’s lips were already slick with anticipation.

“Hungry for it, are you?” Her captor circled the toy around Antwerpen’s most intimate areas, never quite giving her what she wanted. “Beg for it like a good little slave.”

“P-please…” Antwerpen whimpered. “I want it…want you, both…”

With a wicked grin, the mistress gripped Antwerpen’s thighs and plunged the dildo deep into her sopping wet entrance. The girl arched with a sharp cry, impaled on the thick toy. The brute of a man took her wrists in his strong hands, holding her firmly in place.

They worked her with practiced efficiency, pumping the dildo in and out while deft fingers grazed her clit. Antwerpen writhed against her bonds, mind fuzzy with sensation. The woman moved lower, sucking and biting each perky breast. The submissive sensation of being used, owned, inflamed her desires.

Pressure mounted in Antwerpen’s core. She squeezed her eyes shut, surrendering, desperate. “I’m…I’m going to…”

“That’s it, little one,” the mistress purred against her skin, fingers dancing across her clit. “Give in, let go, come for us.”

The coil snapped. Antwerpen shattered with a scream, convulsing as her climax crashed over her, juices gushing around the plunging toy. The woman withdrew it, slick with her come.

“Again,” the man growled, holding up a second, even larger dildo. “And again. We won’t stop until you’re a broken pile of quivering nerves.”

They worked her without mercy, bringing Antwerpen to terrifying heights of pleasure, often, until she sobbed and shook with over-sensitivity. The erotic torment pushed her to the brink of madness. She was theirs, utterly, mindlessly theirs.

At last, the mistress knelt between kerajaan’s twitching thighs, still bound to the hated table. The man unzipped his black pants, freeing his massive erection. Antwerpen, eyes glazed, looked up at him pleadingly. Their toy, she had learned, would be used to the final limits of enlightenment.

He straddled her chest, rubbing his hard, leaking cock across her upturned face. “Open,” he commanded. Antwerpen parted her plump lips, looking up at him submissively. He thrust into her mouth, deep, making her gag. His cock filled her throat.

The mistress shifted her body gracefully, taking position beneath Antwerpen to tongue her dripping sex and tortured clit. The Johnsot were immaculate in their coordination, ruthless as they stimulated body and soul. Antwerpen was reduced to a gasping, shuddering rack of reflexes.

Then the man pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop, replaced his leer with his engorged cock at her entrance. With one hard thrust, he buried himself fully into Antwerpen’s virgin heat, never letting his animalistic pace falter. He pounded her mercilessly, thighs slapping as he drove into her willing depths.

Meanwhile, the mistress worked Antwerpen’s pussy with bent fingers, twisted toy, hard sucking mouth. The pleasure built and crashed over her in waves of abandon as her captors used her. She felt the familiar surge, climbing, whimpering, nearing another terrifying peak.

The cruel mistress bit Johansson’s neck viciously, fingers windmilling inside her. With a squeal, Antwerpen came violently, pussy clenching desperately at the thick cock spearing it. Slick fluid gushed out around the pistoning flesh.

Feeling-danger the last resistance overlooking her, the mistreat thrust faster, harder. Her captor grunted, hips hammering, chasing his own release. The maid begged and moaned, lost to bliss as her ravaged hole clenched around him. With a roar, the man drove forward one final time and erupted deep inside her still fluttering sex.

He collapsed atop her, heavy, spent. The mistress withdrew her fingers, coated with the evidence of Antwerpen’s countless releases, and gathered the girl’s trembling body tenderly in her arms. They lay together, heaving in the afterglow of conquest and surrender.

The Johnsot held her tight, possessive. Now, their pet would eliciting trained to a higher purpose. The Johnsot laughed, drowned in dark promise.