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Some women are born to please. They live simply to do serve at the pleasure of strong and forceful men. Lilith Luxe is just that sort of girl. She is a female sex slave that wants nothing more than to please her male dom's and handlers. The Pope wastes no time and quickly lashes his captive slut to some severe metal bondage with leather belts and straps. With her neck choked into an erect position with a metal posture collar, The Pope meticulously shaves all the hair off of Lilith's head with an electric razor. She whimpers in shame as the beautiful hair that she covets is stripped from her precious head. With her scalp raw and sensitive from the shaving, The Pope then drips hot wax all over it which makes Lilith cry out from the searing pain. With nasty clover clamps and heavy weights dangling from her cunt lips, The Pope jams a hitachi onto her greedy pussy and coerces the first of many multiple, unwilling orgasms from her whore hole. She cries from the pain and humiliation of the experience, but her wet pussy doesn't lie; she loves the attention and the validation. Next Lilith is strapped to a sybian with her legs and arms pulled straight down and bound with heavy metal chains. The Pope slowly and carefully adorns her all natural and athletic body with a thousand clothespins that he links together into one giant zipper. He weights the free end of the zipper with a heavy bowling ball and shoves the other end into Lilith's whimpering mouth. The only thing keeping this predicament bondage from ripping the zipper off of her taut and tender skin is the grip of her teeth. But as the sybian gets cranked to full blast, her clench loosens more and more as she fights to keep from orgasming. When she can't hold it in for a second longer The Pope ends her orgasm denial and allows her to cum. As soon as she lets the pleasure take hold, her grip on the bowling ball releases and the zipper is torn from her body. She screams from the intense pain and relishes the ecstasy that her swollen and sensitive clit delivers to every corner of her body. But this only makes her hungry for more. The Pope tosses her onto her back and binds her legs wide open with leather belts. He tenderizes her body with a heavy leather flogger and her chest begins to shine bright red from the abuse of the impact play. The Pope then uses a speculum to spread her tight pink pussy open so he can examine the inner regions of her soul. He prods her cervix with a blunt stick which instantly takes Lilith to a dark place. She is completely vulnerable and exposed to his malicious clinical examination for her cunt. The lack of control causes her to weep and beg her sadistic master to end her torment. But her cries for mercy only enrage The Popes blackened heart and he continues to torment his captive slut. As her body spasms and fights against the inescapable bondage, The Pope shoves a vibrator onto Lilith's pussy and rips one last mind numbing orgasm from her unwilling cunt. The Pope laughs, walks away, and leaves Lilith to rot in his dungeon.

Some women are born to please. They live simply to do serve at the pleasure of strong and forceful men. Lilith Luxe is just that sort of girl. She is a female sex slave that wants nothing more than to please her male dom's and handlers. The Pope wastes no time and quickly lashes his captive slut to some severe metal bondage with leather belts and straps. With her neck choked into an erect position with a metal posture collar, The Pope meticulously shaves all the hair off of Lilith's head with an electric razor. She whimpers in shame as the beautiful hair that she covets is stripped from her precious head. With her scalp raw and sensitive from the shaving, The Pope then drips hot wax all over it which makes Lilith cry out from the searing pain. With nasty clover clamps and heavy weights dangling from her cunt lips, The Pope jams a hitachi onto her greedy pussy and coerces the first of many multiple, unwilling orgasms from her whore hole. She cries from the pain and humiliation of the experience, but her wet pussy doesn't lie; she loves the attention and the validation. Next Lilith is strapped to a sybian with her legs and arms pulled straight down and bound with heavy metal chains. The Pope slowly and carefully adorns her all natural and athletic body with a thousand clothespins that he links together into one giant zipper. He weights the free end of the zipper with a heavy bowling ball and shoves the other end into Lilith's whimpering mouth. The only thing keeping this predicament bondage from ripping the zipper off of her taut and tender skin is the grip of her teeth. But as the sybian gets cranked to full blast, her clench loosens more and more as she fights to keep from orgasming. When she can't hold it in for a second longer The Pope ends her orgasm denial and allows her to cum. As soon as she lets the pleasure take hold, her grip on the bowling ball releases and the zipper is torn from her body. She screams from the intense pain and relishes the ecstasy that her swollen and sensitive clit delivers to every corner of her body. But this only makes her hungry for more. The Pope tosses her onto her back and binds her legs wide open with leather belts. He tenderizes her body with a heavy leather flogger and her chest begins to shine bright red from the abuse of the impact play. The Pope then uses a speculum to spread her tight pink pussy open so he can examine the inner regions of her soul. He prods her cervix with a blunt stick which instantly takes Lilith to a dark place. She is completely vulnerable and exposed to his malicious clinical examination for her cunt. The lack of control causes her to weep and beg her sadistic master to end her torment. But her cries for mercy only enrage The Popes blackened heart and he continues to torment his captive slut. As her body spasms and fights against the inescapable bondage, The Pope shoves a vibrator onto Lilith's pussy and rips one last mind numbing orgasm from her unwilling cunt. The Pope laughs, walks away, and leaves Lilith to rot in his dungeon.

4 years ago 6126 4:00
You are pulling the car into your driveway. You look down at the passenger's seat where a bouquet of flowers sits that you can't wait to surprise your wife Rachael Cavalli with, you even left work early to surprise her because she's always so sweet to you. You often feel like you don't deserve such a wonderful wife! You go upstairs to the master bedroom looking for her. It's empty, but from another room, you can hear the sound of your wife's voice as she talks and giggles. You're shocked to hear the sound of a man's voice too. You hear them coming around the corner to the bedroom, and wanting to find out what's going on, you quickly hide in the closet. You watch as your wife, wearing sexy lingerie, enters the master bedroom. To your horror, she's leading a naked and muscular man, Nathan Bronson, into the bedroom. As you peer from the closet, Nathan lies down on the bed and your wife hops up onto him, sliding his hard cock inside her. Before long, the handsome and virile bull is going at it intensely, your wife riding his cock as she cries out how fucking amazing he is and how she hasn't felt anything like this in years. You watch, entranced by the appalling sight of your wife being pleasured by another man. As disturbing as getting cuckolded is, you can't help but get hard watching it. But you have your limits, and soon you can't take any more. You crawl away from the closet and into the hall, desperate to escape this cruel spectacle. As you crawl, you hear your wife shriek and look back up immediately to see her looking in your direction. 'Oh my God!' she says in a panic as she and the bull both start swearing and trying to hide their bodies with the pillows and bed sheets, 'what are you doing here?! I thought you were at work!' She seems surprised and sorry. As she continues to apologize, she looks down at your groin. 'Wait a minute, were you getting hard watching us?' she asks in disgust.'That's disgusting! Don't you have anything to say for yourself?' You don't answer, and she starts to mock you. She says how pathetic that is, how you find her in bed with another man and instead of kicking his ass you hide in the corner and watch them like some kind of sick pervert. 'Well, if you like to watch so much, you're going to sit here and watch me fuck him!,' your wife says angrily, pulling you onto the bed roughly. You try to look away but she sharply calls your attention back to her, and you watch as she starts stroking the bull's dick, continuing to mock you verbally as she does. As he spits on your wife's pussy and prepares to slip his cock inside of her, you feel helpless and defeated. Absolutely nothing, not even the flowers that you bought for your cheating wife, can stop what's about to happen. Seems like you were right, you don't deserve your wife after all!

You are pulling the car into your driveway. You look down at the passenger's seat where a bouquet of flowers sits that you can't wait to surprise your wife Rachael Cavalli with, you even left work early to surprise her because she's always so sweet to you. You often feel like you don't deserve such a wonderful wife! You go upstairs to the master bedroom looking for her. It's empty, but from another room, you can hear the sound of your wife's voice as she talks and giggles. You're shocked to hear the sound of a man's voice too. You hear them coming around the corner to the bedroom, and wanting to find out what's going on, you quickly hide in the closet. You watch as your wife, wearing sexy lingerie, enters the master bedroom. To your horror, she's leading a naked and muscular man, Nathan Bronson, into the bedroom. As you peer from the closet, Nathan lies down on the bed and your wife hops up onto him, sliding his hard cock inside her. Before long, the handsome and virile bull is going at it intensely, your wife riding his cock as she cries out how fucking amazing he is and how she hasn't felt anything like this in years. You watch, entranced by the appalling sight of your wife being pleasured by another man. As disturbing as getting cuckolded is, you can't help but get hard watching it. But you have your limits, and soon you can't take any more. You crawl away from the closet and into the hall, desperate to escape this cruel spectacle. As you crawl, you hear your wife shriek and look back up immediately to see her looking in your direction. 'Oh my God!' she says in a panic as she and the bull both start swearing and trying to hide their bodies with the pillows and bed sheets, 'what are you doing here?! I thought you were at work!' She seems surprised and sorry. As she continues to apologize, she looks down at your groin. 'Wait a minute, were you getting hard watching us?' she asks in disgust.'That's disgusting! Don't you have anything to say for yourself?' You don't answer, and she starts to mock you. She says how pathetic that is, how you find her in bed with another man and instead of kicking his ass you hide in the corner and watch them like some kind of sick pervert. 'Well, if you like to watch so much, you're going to sit here and watch me fuck him!,' your wife says angrily, pulling you onto the bed roughly. You try to look away but she sharply calls your attention back to her, and you watch as she starts stroking the bull's dick, continuing to mock you verbally as she does. As he spits on your wife's pussy and prepares to slip his cock inside of her, you feel helpless and defeated. Absolutely nothing, not even the flowers that you bought for your cheating wife, can stop what's about to happen. Seems like you were right, you don't deserve your wife after all!

4 years ago 3063 6:14