Annihilation of Elise Graves

Elise starts bent backward into a brutal arch, her legs yanked wide open. The Pope swings a bamboo cane across her nipples, into her armpits, down her ribs. Every stripe makes her tremble, yet she keeps taking it. Her own masochism betrays her today. She is lifted onto a sybian, cunt forced down hard against the buzzing saddle, legs locked to wooden posts. Her arms are laced into a sleeve and wrenched high behind her so she cannot shift an inch. Zippers bite from earlobes to ankles. When the metal teeth tear away, her scream cracks the air. Blindfold on. Electricity kisses the raw stripes. Then the sybian roars at full power and she grinds, shakes, and finally slumps in defeat. Still she is not finished. Folded double, she is slammed against the wall. Bastinado rains down on her soles; a heavy strap bites deep into her ass. She refuses to break. Only after the beating does she earn both holes stuffed full, stretched wide, and fucked until her screams turn to shattering orgasms.