Savannah Fox Squirting Bondage Sex

The candles flickered, casting eerie shadows on the stone walls of the dungeon. In the center of the dimly lit room, Savannah Fox was bound, her wrists and ankles restrained with intricate ropes that crisscrossed her body, accentuating her curves. Her shaved pussy was exposed, glistening with anticipation.

A man, his face obscured by a black hood, stood over her, a wicked smile playing on his lips. His gloved hand traced the contours of her body, teasing her sensitive flesh. Savannah whimpered, a mix of fear and desire coursing through her veins.

“Now, my obedient little slave, let’s see how well you can handle pain and pleasure,” the man purred, his voice low and commanding.

His hand disappeared between her thighs, his fingers exploring her wet folds. Savannah gasped, arching her back as he inserted two fingers into her tight channel. He pumped them in and out, his thumb rubbing circles on her clit, sending electric jolts through her body.

Desperate for more, Savannah bucked her hips, her body craving his touch. The man chuckled, increasing the pace of his fingers. Savannah’s moans echoed through the dungeon, filling the silence.

Suddenly, he withdrew his fingers, leaving Savannah aching for more. A sharp crack pierced the air as he struck her inner thigh with a leather flogger. Savannah yelped, her skin smarting from the impact. The man continued his onslaught, the leather tails lashing against her tender flesh, leaving red welts on her thighs and breasts.

Savannah squirmed, the pain morphing into pleasure as he alternated between flicking her clit and striking her body. Her arousal dripped down her thighs, her pussy clenching around nothing. She needed to be filled, to be stretched.

As if reading her mind, the man produced a thick strap-on cock, the silicone glistening with lube. He pressed the tip against Savannah’s lips, forcing her to part them and take him into her mouth. She suckled the shaft, moaning as his taste hit her tongue.

Satisfied with her sucking, the man pulled away and positioned himself between Savannah’s spread legs. He teased her entrance with the tip of the strap-on, rubbing it against her dripping folds. Savannah squirmed, trying to angle her hips to take him inside.

With a deliberate thrust, he plunged the strap-on deep into her tight channel. Savannah cried out, her inner walls stretching to accommodate the thick intruder. The man set a brutal pace, his hips slapping against hers as he pounded into her mercilessly.

Savannah’s moans grew louder, more desperate as the pleasure mounted. The man reached up to toy with her nipples, pinching and twisting the sensitive buds. Savannah’s pussy clenched around the strap-on, her arousal gushing around it.

Feeling her approach her peak, the man doubled his efforts, slamming into her harder, faster. Savannah’s screams echoed through the dungeon as her orgasm crashed over her, her body shaking with the intensity of it. Her juices squirted out of her pussy, soaking the man’s groin.

As Savannah came down from her high, the man withdrew the strap-on. He grabbed her hair, wrenching her head back, and presented the dick to her lips. “Clean it, slave,” he ordered, rubbing the smeared juices against her mouth.

Obediently, Savannah opened her mouth and sucked, her tongue swirling around the shaft. The man groaned, his cock twitching against her face as she cleaned it thoroughly.

“Good girl,” he praised, releasing her hair. He unhooked the strap-on and tossed it aside before positioning himself at her entrance once more. This time, he plunged into her raw, his thick cock stretching her abused hole.

Savannah cried out, the sensation of his hot flesh inside her setting her on fire. He fucked her hard, his hips colliding against hers, his balls slapping against her ass. Savannah’s pussy clenched around him, milking his shaft, desperate for his cum.

With a roar, the man came, his hot seed flooding her pussy. Savannah came again, her juices mixing with his cum. He pounded her through her orgasm, making her feel every throb of his cock.

Finally spent, he pulled out and admired his work. Savannah lay there, bound and dripping, her body covered in marks and welts. The man smiled, pleased with the sight.

“Such a good little pain slut. I think you’ve earned a rest, slave.” He walked away, leaving Savannah alone in the dim dungeon, her body humming with satisfaction.