The magnificent Blonde Bombshell of Domination Goddess Storm is at her sadistic best, as she relentlessly beats down her helpless slave with one of her most feared leather bull whips. With each agonizing strike, she tears the baby soft flesh from his back, leaving him welted and lacerated. He can scream all he wants, but Goddess Storm is indifferent to his pleas. Her only desire is to make this worm suffer beneath her excruciating whip.

Occasionally, Goddess allows her pet the pleasure of her touch as she moves in close to her victim, running her long nails across his back and ches...

The magnificent Blonde Bombshell of Domination Goddess Storm is at her sadistic best, as she relentlessly beats down her helpless slave with one of her most feared leather bull whips. With each agonizing strike, she tears the baby soft flesh from his back, leaving him welted and lacerated. He can scream all he wants, but Goddess Storm is indifferent to his pleas. Her only desire is to make this worm suffer beneath her excruciating whip.

Occasionally, Goddess allows her pet the pleasure of her touch as she moves in close to her victim, running her long nails across his back and chest, and leaning in just close enough for him to smell her bewitching scent. But its only a momentary reprieve, as Goddess lulls her slave into a false sense of comfort, immediately takes away his pleasure, and resumes her painful discipline. Its a delicious game of cat and mouse, and Goddess Storm always wins.