Forbidden Heat
I tried to move, to escape his relentless assault, but the ropes held me in place, leaving me at his mercy.
As if fisting me wasn't enough, Jason reached for his box of BDSM tools and started to unleash them on me. The sharp sting of the flogger against my skin, the burning sensation of the hot wax dripping onto me, the cold metal of the clamps biting into my flesh - it was a sensory overload of pain and pleasure. I writhed and squirmed, trying to escape the torment, but Jason's grip on me was unrelenting.
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