"I'll slip into something more comfortable," Roxie says as she stands up and turns away. Tony grabbed Roxi by her long jet black hair pulling Roxi backwards down onto a wooden bench. Tony forces Roxi's legs to either side of the bench and pins her easily. "This'll be much more comfortable... for me anyway,” Tony says. Tony mounts Roxi tearing her shirt and bra off. Tony laughs as he tugs cruelly on her silver nipple rings. Roxi lets Tony get his guard down as he rams his way inside her rather forcefully as she struggles a little.
Disgusted by Tony's body sweat and his hard-on feeling like a roll of silver dollars wrapped in sandpaper, Roxi slams her knee into Tony's balls sending him spiraling to the floor. As Tony lies on the floor groaning in pain Roxi stands up admiring her work. Roxi straps a ball gag into Tony's mouth to silence his screams and drags him to the back showers by his feet.
Roxi handcuffs Tony to a bench and gives him quite a show as she showers in front of him. Roxi steps out of the shower, casually drying herself off with a towel. Roxi walks over to Tony and kneels down, resting her chin on her hand she says, "Now I'm ready to slip into something more comfortable" looking into Tony's eyes with a devilish grin.
Roxi walks between a row of lockers out of Tony's sight and opens a locker where she hid the rest of her bondage gear. Roxi changes into a revealing outfit with metal rings and leather straps throughout and a pair of black latex boots and a pair of fingerless leather gloves.
Onto tools of discipline a riding crop, 9” black strapon (a personal favorite), cat o’ nine tails, and a long whip. Looking farther into the bag Roxi found a cock and ball torture device with a leash to attach to it, she smiled.
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