Pervy Tracker 3 | Sweetest Treat to Devour

Nadia cried out and came as the hard leather whipped across her tender swollen buds, a long shuddering intense orgasm. Bangbros She had worn chokers before but nothing like this. The path of oxygen to her brain was restricted as the collar pressed against her trachea and her senses heightened, bringing ripples of electricity from the depths of her cunt, spreading across her core and pulsing at the outer extremities of each limb and into her brain. Benches with all sorts of possibilities; straps, buckles and screws, a set of stocks, a couple of poles with dildos on the end attached to some sort of metal contraption. Nadia did not flinch but he merely drew his index finger across the blood stained lip. Then pulled the crop back sharply and smacked at her right breast, the sting across the top, two inches above the nipple. Alex, seeing her apparent discomfort, tied off the rope at the wall and walked quickly to his charge. Sobbing, scared, upset with herself, wanting to leave, wanting to please. “Whip me master!” she implored. “Feet apart,” he said. Do you like it?”
Nadia was speechless. The width was something that Nadia wasn’t used to. She stretched her neck under the leather and Alex told her to turn around and face him. He fed the end of the rope through a ring on the back of the collar and tied it off expertly. He pulled a collar from the wall, thick black dull leather, the width of four fingers with a clasp buckle.