Whips and Chains: Master's Game

In the dimly lit dungeon, Bertha Morin teases her bound captive, running a teasing finger along his sweat-dappled skin. She flicks her riding crop, leaving pink welts on his muscular back, her eyes gleaming with sadistic delight. He groans, pulling against his restraints, but she's in control, his pleasure her command. She trails the crop down his spine, between his ass cheeks, and along his throbbing cock, teasing him with the promise of release.

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