Maitresse Madeline breaks Marcelo part 2

Madeline Marlowe lays into Marcelo like she’s got something to prove. Cane in hand, she rains down blow after blow across his skin, each strike sharp enough to make him howl. Marcelo’s already taken more than most men could stand, but pain is his fuel. She switches grip, buries her arm to the elbow inside him, wrist twisting deeper while the welts throb hot. He stays rigid, still refusing to call it. She doesn’t ease off; the cane rises again before the stretch even settles. Part 2 of 3.