Sybil’s submissiveness is sorely tested by a barrage of devices that strain her to the max – body and soul.
She sits on a stool, her neck and wrists fixed in stocks. PD tapes her stinky panties over her face, then pulls the stool from under her ass. As she struggles, sybil thanks him, the perfect submissive. Ever helpful, PD puts a hook in her cunt, props Mr. Pogo inside her, then provides a bed of spikes to sit upon. Spike heels for her feet, face torture, and nipple clamps add to her misery.
Strapped to a pivoting metal grate, a clear latex hood gives sybil an eerie look. After a whipping and cattle prodding, he bolts a long, large dildo inside her cunt and vibrates sybil, denying her an orgasm. Oh please, oh please, sybil moans. Finally he allows her to come, but then sybil’s begging again - oh please, oh please take it off. PD forces out another orgasm before he relents.
She wears the leather bag hood, a metal collar, tit squeezer, and waist belt. PD locks a cunt-trainer between her thighs. It forces her to keep her legs spread. Chained to two poles and standing on the bed of spikes, sybil can barely move. She’s caned on the ass and tits. But sybil is very tired. She’s exhausted. One more orgasm finishes her off.
