Still blindfolded and lying in the sling, Ethan Sinns enjoys Sumner’s new surprises, which include a sex machine and a raw cock in the ass. In short, Ethan’s ass will be destroyed and filled with cum by the end of this session.
Ethan’s blindfolded surrender in the sling becomes a visceral odyssey of mechanical brutality and primal fucking as Sumner orchestrates a symphony of pain, pleasure, and prostate-shredding excess—all while clad in a skin-tight neoprene fetish jumpsuit that screams “sadist chic.”
Ethan’s world is darkness, the blindfold cutting off sight but amplifying every other sense. The sling cradles—or traps—him, leather straps biting into his thighs as Sumner’s footsteps circle. He hears the click of a machine powering on, feels the cold kiss of lube dribbling down his ass, and then—invasion. The dildo rams into him without warning, a monstrous silicone fist splitting him open on the first thrust. Ethan’s scream claws up his throat as the machine’s motor roars, pistoning the toy deeper, faster, stretching his hole into a gaping O. Sumner’s voice cuts through the chaos, “You wanted extreme, right?” as he cranks the speed higher. Ethan’s body bucks, torn between agony and euphoria, his cock leaking ropes of precum onto his stomach with every jackhammer stroke.
Sumner watches, zipped into a neon-yellow neoprene jumpsuit that clings like a second skin, gloves adjusting dials with clinical precision. The dildo—thicker than a beer can, knotted like a demon’s tail—is just warm-up. When Ethan’s screams turn ragged, his hole quivering around the toy, Sumner kills the machine. Sumner’s raw cock replaces the machine, spearing into Ethan’s wrecked hole with a snarl. “This what you needed?” he growls, bottoming out in one thrust. Ethan’s answer is a broken moan, his legs hooking around Sumner’s hips as the top fucks him with animalistic fury, neoprene crinkling with every savage snap of his pelvis.
Ethan cums untouched, stripes of white arcing onto his chest as Sumner’s cock milks his prostate raw. Sumner follows, slamming deep to flood Ethan’s guts with a scalding load, then pulls out to smear the excess over Ethan’s trembling hole. “Look at that,” he murmurs, yanking off the blindfold. Ethan blinks up at the neon-clad sadist, his vision swimming, ass throbbing, and Sumner’s grin is all teeth: “Still think you can take more?”
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