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Rey's Ride — Description
All Rey could hear was the brutal growl of the saddle between her legs. If she could, she would have bucked her way off of it, kicked her legs wildly until she fell to the floor. But the thick metal cuffs kept her in place. All she did was add the sound of her screaming moans to the sybian saddle's music.

She'd been captured by ruthless men who had been stalking her for quite some time. They wanted to see her squirm, wanted her to be brought to orgasm, all because they thought she was a bit uptight in her white bodysuit and with her distant attitude. She was a girl who needed 'some help relaxing'. So they'd cut her old bodysuit off, exposing her toned flesh to the cold air of a thick stone cell. She'd cried out for help, but her pleas were silenced with a tight ballgag. Then they'd slid her high heeled boots off of her feet and slathered baby oil over every inch of her body. That'd only made the biting cold of their surroundings that much worse.

She'd struggled, especially when their fingers slid between her nether lips, stirring waves of electric arousal up her spine.

Then they'd brought out her new outfit: a white latex catsuit. That's why they'd needed the baby oil. To help them wrestled the constricting suit over her nubile body, her curves and her will fighting them every step of the way. Until finally it was zipped and locked in place, clinging to Rey's athletic form like a second skin. Her fight had convinced her captors to wrap tight chains around her arms and breasts.

Finally she'd been forced onto the saddle. At first she'd thought she was lucky. Normally these kinds of things were packing huge dildos for her pussy and tender asshole.

Then they'd started the machine.

The vibrations were powerful. So powerful they didn't need the help of a plastic cock. The vibrations and the tight latex were all that was needed to reduce Rey to a quaking drooling mess.

Eventually she lost track of how many times she came.