Pony Ride: Jesse Pony

Jesse Pony wants to get broken. The Pope wants to do the breaking. She gives up every inch of herself and he takes it like he owns it. She stands in the dungeon arms box-tied, chest up, body on display. He checks her out, then starts adding rope. One leg gets lifted, the other locked to a post so she can’t close them. He teases her with every knot, whispers something filthy, makes her shiver. Both feet leave the floor; she swings in full suspension, cunt already dripping. Next he flips her into an inverted hog-tie and leaves her hanging helpless. Flogger lashes her back, the zapper shocks sharp cries out of her throat. He keeps her right on the edge, then shoves a thick dildo deep in her pussy until she comes so hard the ropes shake. Scene two: she’s flat on the floor, arms and legs spread and hoisted in four directions like a living rack. The Pope tightens each line until she can’t find slack anywhere. He plants his heavy boot on her exposed cunt and grinds down; Jesse rubs against the sole like the dirty girl she is, moaning and shaking until she creams all over it. Then she’s made to lick every drop off the leather. Final round, Sybian under her, straps pinning her down, no escape from the relentless vibration until her body is limp and spent.