In Sarah's dungeon, Biatch is on her knees, bound and gagged, eyes locked onto Mistress Sarah's towering, veiny shecock. Sarah, in thigh-high boots and a latex catsuit, strokes her cock inches from Biatch's face, taunting her. Biatch's muffled moans grow louder as Sarah teases her, running her cockhead over Biatch's lips, making her lick and suck. Biatch's own cock strains against her restraints, leaking pre-cum as Sarah fucks her throat, making her gag and choke, loving every second of Biatch's debased pleasure.