Victoria Voxxx: ruthless Bondage

Victoria thrives when The Pope hurts her. She gets off on the pain, gets off on the control. On the floor, one leg yanked high, the other lashed to her side, hands yanked behind her and locked to the post. Her cunt's wide open, her feet bared and defenseless. He starts with the cane on her clit. She moans loud, body betraying her every time. He works her close, then yanks the pleasure away to whip pain into her thighs, her tits, her ass. She smiles through every strike. Bastinado on her soles pushes her to the edge, but she won't break, won't tap out. She wants to come and she's willing to bleed for it. He hoists her up into a brutal upright hogtie, chest straining, legs forced to hold her weight. A crotch rope cuts between her lips with a heavy bowling ball swinging beneath her, and nipple clamps chained to the same weight drag her tits down with every twitch. Every orgasm he rips out of her only makes the next one harder to earn. Finally she's on her belly, legs spread, cat-o-nine-tails slicing across her back and ass until she's screaming. A cold steel hook shoved deep in her cunt and roped to her hair keeps her arched and stuffed. He beats her until she's shaking, then fucks orgasm after orgasm out of her while the hook stays buried.