Bondage, Torment, and Tears

Bianka came to the dungeon wanting to get destroyed. She starts standing, wrists locked in metal cuffs above her head, legs chained to the floor, metal bands around her neck and waist pressing tighter every time she moves. Eli starts fast. Open hands slap her thighs and ass, then the cane lands hard and leaves bright red lines across both cheeks. He clips clothespins onto her nipples, switches to the crop, and beats the new bruises while she jerks in place. A heavy wooden stick follows, cracking against her ass and thighs. By the time he starts putting pins on her pussy, she’s already breathing through the sting. He fingers her, presses the vibe against her clit, and pulls away the second she gets close. Next she’s bent over a pipe, arms stretched tight, and Eli takes the flogger to her ass in steady, heavy strokes. He swaps to a wooden rod and works the backs of her legs, her knees, her ribs. The black loopy hits next and pulls whimpers out of her that get louder every swing. Her skin is raw and marked dark, but he doesn’t stop. He fingers her pussy and works a finger into her ass, then adds the Hitachi. She rides it until she’s right on the edge. He takes it away again. She’s on the floor now, hips lifted, arms and legs spread. He kicks her, then swings a thick leather strap into her ass until she cries. The wooden paddle comes right after and turns her sobs louder. He opens her up with his fingers, then pushes a long red dildo into her ass and holds the Hitachi to her clit. When she finally comes it shakes through her whole body, leaving her trembling and empty.