CLICK, CLICK, ZIIIIIP. LVII.- EMBRACING SUBMISSION II 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

She fixes her hands and feet to the rack in the room, and as she said before, this hotel has rooms suitable for BDSM.

He goes to the suitcase and takes out 6 suction cups.

He puts four on her back and two on her already marked buttocks. The suction pulls the skin upwards, forming purple mounds that mix with the stripes from the whips.

Angel pulls down his pants. His cock hangs heavy between his thick legs, long and wide, already half-erect. He grabs it with his right hand and rubs it against Cristi's face, across her tear-stained and saliva-covered cheeks.

"Open your mouth."

He thrusts his cock into her mouth until it reaches her throat. Cristina chokes, coughs, but Angel doesn't stop. His belly presses against her forehead as he fucks her mouth with slow and deep thrusts. Every time she tries to breathe, he pushes further in.

"Swallow. Don't spit."

He pulls it out, dripping with thick saliva. He goes back to the suitcase and takes out a mouth gag, putting it on her. This way, her screams are muffled and her voice is unintelligible.

He takes the largest dildo from the collection, a black and thick one, similar to his forearm.

He lubricates it and slowly inserts it into her cunt, centimeter by centimeter, as Cristina starts screaming against the gag.

WWWWWWWWWWWUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFF

When it's fully inside, he leaves it there and takes out a smaller one for her ass. He works it patiently until it's fully inserted.

Cristina is now filled through both holes, tied to the rack, with the suction cups pulling on her back and the clamps still biting her nipples.

Angel removes the dildo from her cunt and replaces it with his cock. He penetrates her with a single thrust, burying himself up to his balls. His belly crashes against her marked buttocks with each thrust.

The dildo in her ass presses against his cock through the wall of flesh, and the pressure is brutal for both.

He fucks her for twenty minutes, hard and without pause. The rack creaks with each thrust.

Cristina comes silently four times. Angel comes inside her, a long and hot stream that fills her cunt to overflowing.

He unties her from the rack. Cristi can barely stand.

Angel picks her up in his arms – the strength of his thick arms is not just for show – and, with her leaning on his large belly, he takes her to the bathroom.

He makes her sit in the shower, against the wall, removes the gag, and puts his cock in her mouth.

Stay there, little bitch, and open your eyes wide. This scene is very special, I'm going to piss inside you. A normal lover wouldn't do this to you, but I'm your Master, and this is normal.

Cristi obeys. Angel stands in front of her, grabs his cock, and aims.

The first stream of urine hits her chest, hot, yellow, and foul-smelling. Angel moves the stream upwards: her shoulders...