Victoria Voxxx: Chained, Trapped, and Beaten

Victoria Voxxx wakes up locked to the wall in steel shackles. The more The Pope hits her the wetter she gets, so he adds chain after chain until she can't move an inch. Her ass takes the worst of it—wooden paddle, leather strap, whatever leaves a mark. She breathes through the sting and the marks bloom dark and angry across her skin. A pair of clothespins bite down on her nipples, sharp and tight, before the wand rips two hard orgasms out of her. Next he bends her over a low bench, ass high, head down, chain laced through the rig so every flinch just pulls tighter. He stripes her ass again until it glows, then drags the cold metal claw across her back and over her scalp until her brain shorts out and her hips buck. A thick dildo is forced down her throat, then shoved deep inside her cunt; she comes so hard and so often it looks like pain. She fights the steel, but the steel wins every time. Last scene she’s on her back, knees folded under her, wrists tied to ankles, a heavy chain looped around her neck and cinched to the floor. She stays calm through floggers and clamps, so The Pope ends it with one long zipper that rips every pin free at once and leaves her shaking and wrecked.