Pain Slut Lilith Luxe Cums Relentlessly from Torment and Rope Bondage!

Lilith Luxe sits backwards in the chair, her long frame folded over the wood, wrists and ankles cinched tight with rope. Her ass juts out, arched, waiting. The Pope steps in and swings a strap across her bare cheeks, each slap loud and mean. She gags on the ball shoved between her teeth, spit running down her chin while her legs tremble. He drops lower, crops the arches of her feet until she yelps and jerks, but the ropes hold. Sweat already glistens on her skin. He presses the Hitachi to her swollen clit and the tone of her cries changes—sharp pain shifting into something greedy. Her hips twitch, then shove back, chasing the buzz. Next he stands her upright, neck locked in a rigid posture collar, legs spread wide. The zapper dances over her tits, her ribs, her inner thighs, each pop making her muscles seize. A vibrator touches her cunt and she gushes instantly, clear squirt splashing the floor. He lifts her into a full suspension, one leg stretched high. A thick dildo slams inside her; she cums hard, cream and squirt spilling out with every pulse. He leaves her swinging, muscles burning, then lowers her to her back. Feet attacked again, she screams around his palm clamped over her mouth, choking on every breath. Still she jerks and cums, voice cracking when she finally gasps, “I can’t stop cumming.”