A Divine New Years: Cherry Torn celebrates with slave's screams

Cherry Torn greets the new year with Marcelo hanging for her. Gagged, chained to the St. Andrew's cross, his skin is already dotted with clips and clamps. She drags her nails across the steel, flicking each one, making him jerk and grunt into the gag. When the clamps come off, she lingers on his balls and foreskin, snapping the clover clamps open one cruel tug at a time. His scream rattles the room; hers is only laughter. She cuts him down, flips him, and strings him up by the ankles. An anal hook tugs his hole open while a fat dildo gag sticks out from his wrapped face. Cherry climbs aboard, rides the rubber cock, but his rhythm is weak. She grips the collar, yanks him forward, and fucks herself on his mouth until she comes hard, cunt pressed so tight to the wrap that all he gets is scent and heat. Next she straps on a long, thick cock and drives it straight into his stretched hole. He whimpers, high and thin. When her fist replaces the toy, it sinks to the wrist without resistance. She punches in and out, deep, steady, until his whole body shakes. Finished, she grabs a two-by-four and beats a bright red grid across his ass, then walks away laughing, leaving the wreck for the next woman who wants a turn.