The Ruse

Ava awakes to the hard snap of the cane cresting her flesh. She cries out in pain but no-one replies. Her world is black and cold, her arms are suspended high above her. Her unseen assailant moves effortlessly around her, his fierce hot breath soaking deep into her skin, the sharp piercing bite of his flogger marking her ivory skin red. She screams to him, the sound of her own voice echoes flatly. He still does not reply. Her head is yanked back as hot wax cascades over her breasts. He spreads her legs and slips a finger deep inside her. She is so wet, her desire to be violated overpowers all other emotions as she experiences an incredible fury of orgasms.