Polysweet, clad in latex, takes charge. She binds Paul, his chastity belt glinting in the dim light. She caresses him with her feet, his body responding despite the restriction. A whip cracks, its sting painting Paul's back with lines of heat. Polysweet's strapon smacks against his ass, hard and relentless. She pushes him down, mounts him, and pegs him deep, her rhythm steady and merciless. Paul's cries of pain and pleasure mingle, his body tensing as he fights the urge to climax.