Mistress Maitland, clad in a black latex catsuit, entered the dungeon with a menacing grin. She walked up to her submissive, Bridgette B, who was bound to a St. Andrew's cross and gagged. Maitland's eyes gleamed as she grabbed a riding crop and approached Bridgette.
"You've been neglecting your duties as my submissive, Bridgette," Maitland hissed. She struck Bridgette's already sore, exposed ass cheeks hard with the crop. Bridgette yelped into her gag as tears streamed down her face.
"I won't allow that," Maitland said coldly, her voice laced with sadism. She grabbed a flogger and began to strike Bridgette's body, leaving red welts in its w The pain was intense as Bridgette's body trembled under the onslaught of each strike from the flogger, her breathing becoming ragged and her eyes filling with tears.
