Red Headed Rope Slut is Violated and Tormented

Penny admits it: she gets wet the second the rope appears. The Pope bends her over, cinches the hemp tight, and her cunt starts to glisten. Every time he brushes past, she pushes her ass back like she’s begging for the next knot. He stuffs a fat red ball between her teeth, buckles it, and her spit already runs down her chin. He yanks her arms behind her, ropes biting into her elbows until her shoulders scream. Then he steps in front of her, unzips, and slaps his thick cock across her cheek before forcing it past the gag. She chokes, eyes tearing, drool spilling onto her tits. He circles, jams two fingers into her dripping cunt, then three, then shoves the same fingers up her ass. She jerks, moans around the rubber ball, but the ropes keep her open. He lines up, sinks his cock into her pussy in one rough thrust, pulls out, and drives straight into her ass. Penny’s knees buckle, yet the suspension lines keep her upright. He swaps holes again and again, never letting her adjust, until both are slick and used. Finally he pulls her head back by the hair, rips the gag free, and rams his dick down her throat until her nose presses his stomach. When he’s finished, every hole is raw, leaking, and stretched wide. That’s exactly what a rope slut like her asked for.