Lauren nodded. Porn sex Lauren was the self-appointed guardian. She always pushed for harsher and harsher treatment and most of the doms she met had limits well short of what she wanted. He took all of it out on Ruiz. The Beam was a simple device — a six foot length of four-by-four suspended by a chain from a winch in the rafters. He came quickly, her hand milking his balls, his fingers in her hair. “Peter?”
He stepped quickly behind her, plunged his cock to the hilt in her ass in a single stroke, then grabbed her hair and started riding her. Peter turned and stared at her. Lauren wanted him to be happy. Lauren ran to the tool cabinet and took out a heavy, solid iron bar with a manacle at each end. His eyes were glazed and sweat was dripping down his face. She knew enough basic anatomy and enough about first aid and CPR that she could gauge when to step in and when to let them go, but they were getting closer and closer to that line. She knew enough basic anatomy and enough about first aid and CPR that she could gauge when to step in and when to let them go, but they were getting closer and closer to that line. Peter pushed it roughly into Ruiz, then
