Mila is strapped tightly to a spanking bench, her bare bum thrust high in the air, fully naked except for a large pink ball gag muffling her moans. Lady Borgia enters, smirking at her weak prey. “Such a pretty sight. Prefer the cells, fed like a pet in chains?” Mila shakes her head frantically. “No? Then endure my cane,” Borgia taunts, swinging hard from the first stroke. Mila writhes in agony, bound with nowhere to escape, her gagged moans only fueling more vicious lashes. Between strikes, Borgia yanks Mila’s hair, rips out the gag, and demands: “Beg me to hurt you more, perfect slave girl.” Mila pleads desperately. The caning escalates, thick welts stripe her reddening ass as her raw screams fill the air. She takes every hard stroke like the devoted masochist she is.