Dilated Iris
Sep 21, 2026
Iris gets off on bondage and pain, and The Pope knows how to feed both. Muzzled in a neck corset, her tits already out, he grabs them hard. Butterfly clamps bite her nipples next, then a ribbed baton cracks across her chest and thighs. Fluffy thuds into her clamped tits while fingers and a vibrator drag the first tears out of her. Later she’s stretched over a back-bender on a table. The flogger slams her breasts, then clothespins march down her skin only to get whipped away in one vicious sweep. Face-down, ass-up, The Pope turns to her feet—spurs scraping, knitting needles pricking, rubber bands snapping, a taped stick slapping—until she’s shaking. He drives a dick-on-a-stick into her cunt, works a vibrator against her asshole, then pushes her over the edge with his fingers and feeds the wet mess straight back into her mouth.
Dilated Iris
Sep 21, 2026
Iris gets off on bondage and pain, and The Pope knows how to feed both. Muzzled in a neck corset, her tits already out, he grabs them hard. Butterfly clamps bite her nipples next, then a ribbed baton cracks across her chest and thighs. Fluffy thuds into her clamped tits while fingers and a vibrator drag the first tears out of her. Later she’s stretched over a back-bender on a table. The flogger slams her breasts, then clothespins march down her skin only to get whipped away in one vicious sweep. Face-down, ass-up, The Pope turns to her feet—spurs scraping, knitting needles pricking, rubber bands snapping, a taped stick slapping—until she’s shaking. He drives a dick-on-a-stick into her cunt, works a vibrator against her asshole, then pushes her over the edge with his fingers and feeds the wet mess straight back into her mouth.
