Steel and Leather

Liv Revamped hasn’t been back on the wooden horse in ages. The Pope sees no reason to waste a second. He gags her first, straps her hands and feet tight against two upright poles, and settles her bare cunt right on the sharp wooden edge. She rocks. He slaps her tits, squeezes her ass, then pulls the flogger across her thighs and belly until the skin glows. Air tightens in her throat when his fingers clamp her nose; she jerks, eyes wide. When he finally lets her breathe, he presses a vibrator to her cunt and rips three sharp orgasms out of her right there on the beam. Next she kneels on a low table, chest down, ass up, wrists and ankles cinched to the corners. He starts with the flogger, heavy strokes across her cheeks and the small of her back, then switches to the crop, snapping the leather tip against the tender arches of her feet until she yelps into the gag. Two fingers sink into her cunt, open her up, and the thick dildo follows, driving in steady strokes while the vibrator stays glued to her clit. She comes hard, shaking the table legs. Last, she’s flat on her back, arms overhead, legs spread and cuffed. The Hitachi is bolted between her thighs, head pressed tight to her swollen clit. He hits the switch and the buzz fills the room. With his other hand he swings the flogger across her stomach, leaving red lines, then wraps his fingers around her throat while he keeps the flogger moving. Breath gone, nerves screaming, she jerks and cums again, the orgasm long and brutal. He leaves her there, body twitching, the vibrator still humming, forcing one helpless climax after another out of her spent cunt.