Lnd se gala ghontne vali gulam rndi ko rassi ki savari karte hue jordar kore mare jate hain aur achchha chillaya jata hai

I am once again ready to face the suffering that my Master will inflict upon me. I stand with my legs spread wide, between which is a spreader bar. The tightly stretched linen rope passes through my pussy lips between my legs, and it cuts hurtfully into my flesh. My hands are cuffed behind my back, wrenched upward with a rough tug, and attached to the D-ring of my slave collar. I have an opaque black hood covering my head. My mouth is filled with a large black penis gag that reminds me of how slut I am. While I am being whipped by the Master, I will lick and suck the black cock in my mouth to be even more humiliated. A black cock sucker who lives for the hurt the Master inflicts on her.