Trent Diesel believes he’s man enough to be Mistress Bobbi Starr’s plaything. Trent’s announcement is taken by her for a challenge. He discovers that the beaming smile of Bobbi is not sweet, it’s a sadistic smile in anticipation of what’s to come. With electricity, heating and cold, Bobbi makes sure that Trent knows his location . She pours hot wax all, fills them with ice cream hockey, makes him dancing with the application of voltage and puts his toes in water buckets. But Bobbi is not done showing him what a true Divine Bitch she really is. Bent over and his cock and balls controlled and an electric urethral probe inserted, Bobbi virtually rips until telling him to wash her butt, Trent a asshole with her alloy strap-on. However, does Trent deserve a benefit? In her closing act of torture, Bobbi denies his launch.
