Smiling from savage Pain

River Lynn is a hungry little submissive slut built to bend. The Pope sees it the second she steps in. Fresh meat. Curves that make restraint look better than free. He locks her into the Scavenger’s Daughter, folding her forward until muscle and bone protest. His hands come first—hard, open palms across her ass—then the heavy flogger lands in thick, thudding strokes that rock her whole frame. Each hit makes her wetter. When she’s throbbing and loose, he plants the vibrator on her slick cunt and forces wave after wave of orgasm out of her. She’s moved next, spread over a fuck bench, steel pipes locking her wrists and ankles. Her ass is up, helpless, and he works it until it glows hot pink under the strap and the flogger. Her cunt drips with every slap. He slides two fingers inside, feels the greedy pulse, then denies her again and again until she’s shaking. Finally she’s on her back, legs spread wide with thick leather belts. Clover clamps bite down on her nipples and her puffy lips. He snaps them off fast and brutal, leaving raw flesh in their wake. Before she can catch her breath, the Hitachi slams against her swollen clit. She comes hard, over and over, body jerking against the straps while he watches every twitch. She gives in completely, and he takes everything she offers.