Dominatrix is Destroyed with ruthless Domination in Strict Bondage

Mona showed up at Device Bondage chasing the rope before she ever took a whip. Years later she calls herself a Domme, but when the ache under her skin gets loud she comes crawling back. The Pope waits. He bolts her wrists high and her ankles wide, steel bars forcing her open. No warm-up. A single-tail opens red stripes across her tits, another across the back of her thighs. Every lash lands where it hurts most, and every time she gasps she leans into it. He switches to the cane, lays even lines on the tender undersides of her ass until she’s shaking. She starts begging to come. He clamps her nipples, pins her clit, then drives a thick dick on a pole straight into her cunt and fucks her while she dangles. She breaks. She comes so hard the steel rattles. Then she begs for another round. He gives it to her. Same cane, same dick, harder this time.