Sasha is thrown over the table

Lucas pulled Sasha up from the chair, throwing her over the desk with her hands still tied in front of her. It hurt, but she understood. For him, this was just a way of life, a chance to unwind.

He grunted as he pulled down his trousers, his thick cock bouncing out, rock-hard for her young ass. He ran his hand along the crack of her ass, digging his fingers into the blue fabric before ripping it apart. A hole large enough for her cunt to be on show formed, and red scratches to mark her ass cheeks to be seen. To her own surprise, Sasha was getting wetter by the second. Lucas ran his cock between her asscheeks for a little bit before running it over her cunt, letting her juices drench his dick. He pressed it right up against her clit, softly pressuring it with some restraint. He could sense she wasn't used to the rougher fucks.

The head of his cock pressed against her hole, sliding in slowly. Sasha let out a gutteral moan, unable to control the way her body responded to being treated like a toy.

"You like being tied up girl?" Lucas asked as he begin to thrust in and out of her, spreading the walls of her cunt further apart. She nodded, almost in embarassment as he fucked on.