SM, Spread-Eagled on a Metal Frame, Ass and Pussy Raw I’m spread-eagled on a metal frame, steel cuffs biting into my dusky skin, leaving red marks on my delicate wrists and meaty ankles. My arms are yanked upward and wide, muscles straining to the point of breaking, my black-painted nails clawing at the air like a whore in heat begging for pain. My skin gleams under harsh light, sweat dripping from my shaved armpits, tracing shiny trails down my sides to my huge tits, heavy, dangling, the skin stretched tight, almost purple, my pink nipples, hard as nails, still red from the clamps that tortured them, jutting out proudly, so sensitive that every drop of sweat grazing them sends shocks straight to my soaked cunt. My legs, spread to the max, dangle slightly, my thick thighs trembling under the strain, the dusky skin glistening, marked by fishnets, the insides sticky with pussy juice dripping to my feet. My fat ass, juicy, is exposed at the frame’s center, two perfect globes, streaked with red welts from the riding crop, each burning mark throbbing like a slut craving more. My gaping asshole, pink, shiny, pulses, wide open like a hungry whore’s mouth, the pale pink inside glistening, wet, quivering, ready to be fucked by your cock, a plug, or even your fist. My pussy, just below, gapes like a filthy flower, thick, pink lips, soaked, juice dripping in streams, splattering the floor, my swollen clit, red, jutting out like an insolent little cock, throbbing with every heartbeat, ready to explode if you pinch it. My wide, meaty hips stretch under the tension, a slut’s ass made for whipping until I scream. My black hair, sleek, spills down my back, strands stuck with sweat, brushing my tits, tickling my burning skin. My mouth, plump lips, parted, drools, raw, throaty moans escaping, “Fuck me, Master, break me!” my tongue poking out, ready to suck or beg, my half-closed eyes burning with lust, daring you to destroy me.