Sliding home

You are a dripping mess and **** for more ****. Throwing dignity to the wind, you beg to have your pussy hit again. Squirming around in your restrains, you try to find any sort of contact for your pussy but come up empty. Wanda chuckles at your neediness and walks back to the closet. She pulls out a pair of rubber cleats and puts them on.

She picks up the bat and places one foot on either side of your head giving you a nice view up her skirt. She is even more wet than before and obviously loving the pain she’s causing your cunt. She uses the end of the bat to tap your clit a few times. It is swollen and way more sensitive than usual so even these light taps hurt.

She narrates,”it’s the final pitch and we need a home run to win.” She pulls the bat over her head and slams it down with all the **** she can muster. The impact flattens your clit and lips and forces all the air out of your body. You gasp for breathe as Wanda moves around the room still narrating her game.

She’s at the edge of the room across from your cunt when you see her pick up speed. “Rounding third…” A couple quick steps and she drops into a slide sending her cleated foot into your swollen pussy. You feel each individual cleat put a dent in your pussy lips. She pulls her foot back and gives five quick stomps before leaving her foot in place and twisting back and forth. As your pussy lips get tugged about, you can’t help but thank her for busting you so well.

She shifts her foot a bit pressing the toe cleat into your clit. This is a whole other level of agony causing you to tear up but also get even wetter. She continues grinding your clit until it seems like you may pass out.