FIST4K. Erica Korti in sexy outfit tempts slave into anal fisting

In the dimly lit dungeon, Erica Korti lounged on the hard, cold floor, her leather-clad body glistening with a sheen of perspiration. The air was thick with the musky aroma of her arousal and the stench of the submissive huddled before her, eager to please his mistress. Erica’s eyes, sharp and penetrating, flicked over to the whimpering slave and a sadistic smile curved her glossy red lips.

“Lizi Smoke,” Erica purred, her voice low and sultry. “My little plaything for tonight. I’ve been waiting for you.”

Lizi, barely more than a teen, shivered at the sound of Erica’s voice, his cock hardening painfully beneath his tattered loincloth. He’d been summoned to the dungeon, brought here in chains for Erica’s amusement, and he knew all too well what was in store for him. His tight little boyhole clenched in anticipation, a mix of fear and depraved longing coursing through his slender body.

“Crawl to me,” Erica commanded, one black-gloved hand reaching for a gleaming silver vibrator on a nearby shelf. “And if you do a good job, I just might let you shove this up your needy hole when I’m done fisting you.”

Lizi whimpered pathetically, slithering forward on his aching knees until he reached Erica’s coveted boots. The massive, six-inch heels gleamed as black as obsidian, and Lizi could see his reflection tremble in their polished surface. He nuzzled the tip of his tongue against Erica’s boot, tasting the leather, tasting her power.

“Kiss my boots, slave,” Erica growled, pressing the long vibrator against Lizi’s pouty, slightly parted lips. “Show me how much you worship me.”

Lizi’s eyes fluttered shut as he took the wicked toy into his hot mouth, his tongue swirling around the cool shaft, his silken throat working to engulf the rubbery tip. Erica kept pushing, the vibrator slowly sliding deeper until Lizi’s lips brushed the base and Erica’s leather-gloved fingers caressed his stretched-out cheek.

“Such a good little cocksucker,” Erica crooned, the vibrator pulsing to life in Lizi’s throat. “Now, suck up and down the shaft like you mean it, and maybe I’ll get that cute ass ready for the real treat.”

Erica’s other hand reached for a thick tube of clear, chemical lube, her eyes locking with Lizi’s as she squeezed a gelatinous blob onto her gloved fingers and slowly pumped it up and down the veiny, like shaft of the massive vibrator. Lizi’s eyes swam with salty tears, his throat constricting around the heavy, churning machine in his mouth as he gagged and slobbered, drool splattering his scrawny chest.

“Good little toy,” Erica hissed, her eyes narrowing to glittering black slits. “Gonna stretch this slutty ass out real good, and you’re gonna love every fucking second of it.”

Erica flicked on a clit-clit and slid the vibrator from Lizi’s mouth, the buzzing sound swirling in his throat. Grabbing a fistful of his hair, she shoved his face down, mashing his nose into her spandex-clad pubis.

“So, you like the taste of my crotch, toy? Go on, bury that tongue!”

Lizi whimpered into Erica’s crotch, slowly dragging his tongue over the lycra, tasting the faint saltiness of her pussy juices. After a few moments, Erica growled and shoved him away with the sole of her boot, her lips curled in mild disgust.

“Pffft, don’t waste my time. Get that ass up.” Erica pushed a button and an electric motor hummed to life – a gleaming dildo attachment, slick with lube, splayed from her ass.

Lizi shivered, reacting to the artificial cocktail of chemicals oozing between his asscheeks as Erica worked her leather-clad hips against his jiggling cheeks. The dildo felt like it was viable outline of a slug of thick cum – thickest and most girthy in the middle, rolling Lizi’s pink starfish flower open until he was shaking and mewling, rocking back against Erica’s cruel leather-clad thrusts.

“Fuck, I love your slutty little holes.” Erica’s muscular fuckmeat clit pulsed against the warm, slick channel splitting Lizi’s tight virgin asshole wide open. Her fisted hands grabbed his bump and grind fuck hole cheeks, digging deep, leaving livid purple fingerprints on his rear haunches.

Suddenly, Erica’s bruising grip on Lizi’s hips loosened. Lizi whined, missing the hot sting of her nails and the fat, hard pressure of her cunt beating against his cervix. In the next moment, those boob-leaked gloves roughly crammed themselves back up Lizi’s gulching cunt punctures, his swollen anal Aztecs bulging so far down his jiggling ass haunches.

Erica grabbed the wide-grimmed strapon, his cocksucker’s ass intact neck and split ass-crack with her brutally strong thighs and hand-fingered it to the hilt in one hard, brutal thrust. She grabbed his anal ficuts for her cock on his precarious penis, her kitten-licked palm smacking his ass meat liplocks.

“This is what you get for trying to fuck me tonight.” Erica’s lips snarled as she used Lizi like a ragdoll. “You got yourself a want, not an engagement ring. But I’ll run this nuggety whorecunt of yours like a pro.”