Tricia has a hellacious body, and we gaze upon it as she is gagged and restrained in the cold darkness. The Pope, lays his hands upon her perfect breasts before he gets to business with the flogger. Tricia's tits are tattered by the whip then, her Master turns his attentions to her supple backside. After her body receives a thorough working over, Tricia's pert nipples are clamped and her cunt is vibed. Gasping from behind the ball gag, Tricia exalts in orgasm... Locked and stocked, Tricia now is positioned face down. She struggles in her restraints as The Pope arrives.