Princess Revisits Hogtied to Prove Herself to The Pope

Charlotte begged to return and prove herself. She wanted to silence the doubters who called her a princess too soft for real pain. The Pope wastes no time. He locks her in tight hogtie bondage, chest crushed to the floor, wrists lashed to her ankles. A fat red ball gag stretches her mouth open, drool already sliding down her chin. He works her without mercy. Floggers, canes, and vicious nipple clamps leave her shaking and begging through the gag. Sweat soaks her skin. She fights every second, muscles locked, eyes wide, but she refuses to break. After the beating he pushes her further. A soaked cloth covers her face, water poured until she gasps and chokes, waterboarding her until her body jerks in panic. Then the final blow. He clips a cruel zipper across her tender flesh, tits, stomach, thighs, and yanks it off in one savage pull. Charlotte screams into the gag, body arching, the last shred of resistance torn away with the chain of clothespins.