Dilated Iris

Iris craves the pain. The Pope knows exactly how to deliver it. He muzzles her in a tight neck corset and starts squeezing her tits, then clamps the nipples with butterfly clips. The ribbed baton slams across her chest and thighs. Fluffy cracks over her breasts. When the vibrator hits and his fingers slide inside her, she breaks and cries. Next he stretches her over a back-bender on the table, flogging her tits until they burn, then peppering her with clothespins. He whips the pins off, one sting after another. Later she’s face-down, ass-up. He works her feet with spurs, knitting needles, rubber bands, and a taped stick until every twitch runs through her. A dick-on-a-stick drives into her cunt while the vibrator presses her asshole. When she finally comes, he scoops the mess from her pussy and feeds it straight back into her mouth.