Angela White's First Time in ruthless Bondage and Tormented

Angela White wants to be tied up hard. Only The Pope will do. He takes the honor with both hands. She stands, wrists high, legs forced apart by a spreader bar. The second his palms touch her skin her eyes roll back—hungry, glassy, already gone. This thick-titted slut has waited forever. Now she’s paying the price. Flogging, clamps biting flesh, hard slaps on that plump ass, her hair yanked until her scalp sings. She moans through it all, that filthy look still begging for more. She tries to hold back her orgasm so it won’t stop, but The Pope wants her wrecked. He hauls her into the air—first suspension of her life. Foot caning and rubber bands snap across her soles; breath control steals the rest. Then he buries his cock in her cunt until she gushes, shaking, squirting, gasping. Second suspension swings next. Canes stripe her body, bastinado keeps her screaming. When she’s raw, he shoves his dick down her throat, then back inside her dripping hole, forcing one last flood of squirt across the floor. Angela’s bondage cherry is officially gone.