Bound Slave Cherry Torn Tormented in Rope Bondage and Multiple Orgasms

Cherry Torn’s back. She needs no easing-in, and The Pope doesn’t bother with one. The moment her nipples are caught in vicious clover clamps, he starts cracking a stiff crop across her tits, feet, and ass. She howls, but her cunt still gets slick. Every stinging lash feeds the fire between her legs. He rips the clamps off; fresh pain shoots through her. Then he shoves a Hitachi on her swollen clit and squeezes her throat with one massive hand while the first of many orgasms rips through her thrashing body. Next she’s dangling on one knee, the other foot searching for a sliver of wood. Her breasts are yanked tight by another set of clamps fixed to a distant post; heavy weights pull at her nipples. The Pope needles the soles of her feet with a steel spike until she’s panting. To keep her honest he sinks a thick dildo straight into her cunt and fucks her with it until she’s begging to come. He laughs and lets her, then keeps going until the climaxs turn brutal. Standing now, legs spread, a tight crotch rope splits her pussy and two bowling balls tug the free end. Each shift of her hips sends fresh misery straight to her clit. When he pins a vibrator to that same rope, the scream she lets out is half agony, half need. He makes her come anyway. Last position: flat on her back, ankles roped wide. He alternates the leather flogger on her spread cunt and the Hitachi on her clit, driving her from one squirting orgasm into the next until she’s lost, babbling, and dripping.