Joanna Angel Submits to The Pope!

The Pope always had a thing for the alt girls. Now he’s got their queen. Joanna Angel. She came to Kink as a top once. This time she’s on the other side of the whip. First time ever. She sits bound, knees wide, arms pulled back hard, neck roped tight. One look at him and the smile spreads across her face. She waited for this. She wants to show she can take it. He moves slow, makes every second count. When the blindfold drops over her eyes, the world narrows to touch and sound. Her first orgasm hits fast and mean. The next one rolls in right behind it. Later she hangs in a mean suspension. Clothespins bite her tits. Floggers stripe her skin. He slides into her mouth, then her cunt, working both until she gushes. She squirts again when his fingers curl inside her. Last position: flat on her back, legs spread, cunt open. Flogger, then cane on the soles of her feet. She learns fast that bastinado is pain she doesn’t want twice. He pulls out the knitting needle, drags it across tender flesh, adds electricity, drags more screams out of her. When he’s done the floor is slick with everything she had left to give.