Chapter 3

Ethan stood over me as he tightened the nipple clamps on my perky tits. The metal bit into my sensitive flesh, sending pain and pleasure through my body.

He secured the clamps to the spreader bar, ensuring my bound legs remained stretched wide apart.

My tight ass clenched around his throbbing cock as he slid deeper into me, the friction between our bodies making me shake.

“Don’t move, Wendy,” he growled, his voice rough and commanding, “or I’m not fucking you.” ...