Incest Mom tricked by Bully (Mask of Desire)
They maneuvered her to the coffee table, bending her over its edge. Her knees hit the floor, her bust pressed against the wood as she struggled, hands pushing futilely against the surface.

The man in the suit swiftly yanked her arms back, the metallic click of handcuffs locking her wrists behind her.

“Wait! What are you, ugh!” she gasped, her words cut off as Ishaan’s boot pressed firmly against her back, pinning her down.

The humiliation stung, yet a secret part of her relished his dominance, a truth she buried beneath her outrage.

The man in the suit knelt, deftly tying her thighs to the table legs with coarse rope, spreading her legs vulnerably. When Ishaan finally lifted his foot, Madhuri didn’t move, she knew resistance was pointless, but her body hummed with conflicting impulses.

SPANK.

Ishaan’s hand cracked against her ass, drawing a sharp yelp. His fingers roamed over her nightgown, tracing her back, her thighs, her curves with deliberate slowness. “Tell me you’re not enjoying this,” he purred, his voice dripping with mockery.

“No… I don’t,” she spat, biting her lip to stifle any betraying sounds. But when he tugged her nightgown up, exposing her panties, her resolve wavered.

SPANK.

This time, the man in the suit delivered the blow, his hand heavier, more deliberate. “Ow! Let me go, you perverts!” she shouted, her voice trembling with anger and something else, something she refused to name.

The blaring sounds appeared to go unnoticed by Abhi, with Madhuri suspecting he had his headphones on sleeping in his room.
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Mom tricked by Bully (Mask of Desire) - by Steel - 17-09-2025, 04:03 PM
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