Sensory Overload

Sophia Locke sits on a wooden crate, wrists and ankles lashed tight, a ball-gag crammed in her mouth. The Pope drops a bucket in each bound hand, loads them heavy. He lashes her knees apart, spreading her thighs wide, then swings the mallet and crop across her ass and thighs. Clothespins bite her tits; a bowling ball hangs from her neck by rope. He flogs her ass, cuts her breath short with cruel hands, then presses the Hitachi to her clit. Next she kneels upright, taking sharp lashes across her abs and tits until the wand pulls two quick orgasms from her mouth. Fluffy follows, thudding her thighs, dragging more moans free. Finally she’s stretched face-down on the table, hips lifted on a block, wrists and ankles tied to opposing sides, ass fully open. The flogger lands again, then his hand. Metal claws rake down her back and cheeks. A dildo on a stick pounds her cunt while the Hitachi pins her clit, blasting her into a wrecked, shaking finish.