Sophie Monroe Day 4 Endurance and Predicament Testing With Some Help From Orlando

Orlando has her trussed in one of his inverted contraptions, head locked in a box, hands bolted to the floor, the frame itself a slow burn of pain. Minutes drag by while he watches how far the strain can push her. Then he makes it meaner. He threads a rope deep between her legs, draws it hard, knots it so every shift grinds against her clit and her asshole. He adds a cane, a flogger, whatever strikes his fancy, and the blows land without mercy. She sways at the edge where pain almost becomes too much, breath hissing through gritted teeth, but she holds. One heartbeat at a time, she stays upright. He tightens the rope another inch. She shudders, takes it, and the next strike falls.