Penance

Cherie’s a sinner. Time to pay. They lock her into the prayer pew Lucas built. Her fingers are trapped. She’s on her knees, pinned, nowhere to go until The Pope decides otherwise. Cold steel. Hard wood. No escape. Next they flip her, spread-eagle, upside down, bolted to the wall. She hangs, cunt open, mouth ready. Torment first. Then a cock down her throat. They keep at her until her pussy shudders out another orgasm. Last position: chains and leather yank her into a brutal hogtie. A thick chain cinches her waist to the box, stretching every muscle tight. They drive into her hard, no mercy, no let-up.