Vicky does her specialties

Vicky took her heel off of Amber?s throat at last, leaving the teen coughing for air desperately. She took her weapon of choice, smiling coldly and licking its grip seductively, even with the pain shooting through her leg. Vicky?s whip rained down rapidly on Amber?s back and ass, even angling it underhand at times to crack it against her swollen and sore pussy. Amber wailed and writhed on the mat, desperately moving her hands to try and block the strikes but she couldn?t stop much of any of them.

Vicky, satisfied with the red or lightly bleeding streaks on Amber?s back, whistled, a naked and entirely hairless pale girl appearing from beneath the ring and handing her a large dildo. Vicky cranked it to maximum power and genuinely shoved it inside Amber, making her howl and squirm.

?Poor thing!? Vicky cooed, sitting back and Amber kicked at the air and clawed at the mat and ropes. ?That little chewed up clit of yours must be extremely sensitive right now. If just a stroke would make it sore, I can?t imagine that thing, with the vibrating power of a WASHING MACHINE must feel like inside you.?